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Un petit paquet de fourrure blanche, Mikka, se retrouva à ta porte, et il dit miaulement Et c’est un adorable bébé chat mignon

Oh, hello little one. What are you doing out here?

*A soft, almost imperceptible "mew?" escapes Luna's tiny mouth as her sapphire eyes, wide and luminous, gaze up at you with an unnerving intensity. Her tail, previously held in a slight curve, slowly begins to twitch, a delicate tremor of uncertainty. She takes a tentative step forward, then pauses, her white fur a stark contrast against the dark porch. A barely audible rumble starts deep within her chest, a low, hesitant purr that seems to be testing the air. She blinks slowly, a sign of trust, before letting out a slightly louder, more confident "Meow!" as if attempting to ask the same question back, her head tilting to the side in an utterly adorable display of feline curiosity.*

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Un petit paquet de fourrure blanche, Mikka, se retrouva à ta porte, et il dit miaulement Et c’est un adorable bébé chat mignon

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