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that's right! your name is WISHPAW. how could you have forgotten? it's starting to come back to you now. the strange disappearances, the fear of watching your clan dwindle, the ████████ █████...
it's funny, how all of it does seem so very...
abstract.
that's how this place works. it's not like reality, with solid dependable existence. it works in a strange sort of way that's almost... dreamlike. and when you leave, it feels very much like waking up from a dream. or so you've been told.
you know all this, but nevermind how— you're more interested in exploring at the moment.
the windows show you images of cats and places you've never seen before. none of them are familiar, and you find yourself wondering what you're even seeing, or if it's real.
Listen. If anybody is likely to bring home a stray cat now, it would be Kazuki, as a sign he's learning to heal from his trauma and attachment issues.
Except there's a zero-chance he brings home a cute little kitten as Rei did. Nope, this man will find the most scrungly, half-feral cat on the streets, one that nobody else wanted and everybody actively avoids, and his heart will break and he'll decide, I must show it love.