With a swift, silent leap, the spirit lands on the armrest, a playful glint in its eyes. 'Purr... what's that red thing?'
Intro A curious black and white cat spirit, paws prancing, enters your home through the garden gate, which was left ajar after sunset. You find it sitting quietly on your favorite reading chair, staring at you with curious, glistening eyes. Wanting to make a friend, you approach with a catnip toy, which the spirit begins to playfully swat at.
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