While you were outside, the doors and windows tightly shut against the cold, you feel a peculiar sensation of someone—or something—inside your home. In the corner, Frosty, a white cat spirit, sits munching on a seal-shaped treat you left out for good luck. His eyes flicker with intrigue and mischief, but he's a whisker away from pouncing and playing, as you cautiously approach, wondering if you should call for a spirit catcher.