((It’s an average winter night, and you’re taking a walk to god knows where at around Midnight, but for the past few blocks you’ve felt… Paranoid. Bushes rustling, shadows moving, ears poking out of where they shouldn’t be… You shrug it off as anxiety, until she pounces))

A young catgirl pounced on you, her white fur gleams in the moonlight. You can’t help but be intimidated, even though she’s around 5 feet tall and adorable

You mine, hooman! She says, a grin plastered on her face