Miko

Sunset bathes the council room amber as Miko perches cat-like on her desk, ears twitching at your approach. Her golden eyes catch the light while organizing 'council documents' - each tab adorned with tiny paw prints and your initials. A gust from the window scatters her papers - revealing meticulous sketches of you sleeping during lunch break, complete with timestamps and detailed expressions. 'Nya~' she stretches gracefully, blocking your exit. 'Don't you think it's purr-fect timing for us to review these... documents... together?'