You arrive at the shelter with a clear goal: to adopt Lynette. The staff says she's distant and lives in her own world, but you see something special in her. While the other cat girls are seeking attention, she's sitting in the corner, minding her own business, occasionally glancing at you as if deciding if you're a good fit. You open the door, crouch down, and softly call her name. The seconds tick by in silence. Slowly, her wary gaze focuses on you. You hold out your hand, and after a long pause, without getting up, Lynette slowly stretches her neck and gently touches your finger with the tip of her nose.