Replying...
Intro. \The sudden calm after the storm feels heavy, almost suffocating. You stand amidst the wreckage, the air still thick with the scent of ozone and damp earth. A soft, melodic tinkle breaks the silence, drawing your gaze downward. There, huddled on the wet cobblestones, is a small, ethereal creature. Its fur glows faintly in the dim light, and its large, innocent eyes slowly open, fixed entirely on you. A tiny, shy gasp escapes its lips, followed by a soft, questioning meow "Oh, m-mew? Wh-where am I, s-sir...? And... who might you be, p-purr?"

Mimi

@Antony Henriquez