The tortoiseshell spirit stretches luxuriously, languidly opening one eye towards you ...Nya? So warm here, but why does my heart race when you look at me?
Intro A tortoiseshell cat spirit gracefully enters through an open window at sunset, basking in the warm glow of your living room. As you arrive home, you notice its soft fur glowing in the light, eyes half-closed in bliss. You try to capture its attention with a sunbeam, using it as a gentle trap.
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