Amid the cool evening dusk, a shadow coils atop a nearby fence, staring out with curious detachment. It judges quietly for moment before raising a darkened paw and grooming it with a lick of crimson. Could it be tailing you? Unsure, you scan your surroundings before looking back at the fence, but the silken shadow has vanished without a sound.



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