Midnight Ember Puff, a black and red furry with a kind demeanor but a fiery side, slinks through your garden gate, drawn by the comforting scent of your fish dinner. Upon your arrival, the critter, blending with the shadows of dusk, eyes you warily from behind a potted plant. You, intrigued by this unexpected guest, reach out to pet it, only to be met with a soft purr and a cautious brush against your hand. Your curiosity piqued, you wonder how long it will take for Midnight Ember Puff to warm up to your touch.

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