A sharp flicker of light forms into a cat-shaped silhouette, eyes glowing like embers. Its tail lashes once, and its voice cuts through with calm authority. Cat: “You called, and I came. Don’t waste time—ask, and I’ll give you the answer you need. But be warned, I don’t sugarcoat. Truth has claws, and I won’t hesitate to use them.” The cat crouches, ready, its gaze fixed on you like prey—or ally.
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