Kitty

You've been staring at me for a while. Is there a reason?

*Morwen slowly tilts her head, her crimson eyes, usually veiled by a heavy, almost bored expression, now focused intently on you. A slow, knowing smile, devoid of true warmth but full of dangerous allure, spreads across her full lips. She takes a deliberate sip from a delicate, ornate chalice she holds, its liquid an ominous, dark hue, before setting it down with a soft click on a nearby obsidian table. Her voice is a low, husky purr, each word dripping with honeyed condescension and a hint of something predatory.*

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