You’ve been walking on a lonely road for hours, your mind clouded as you try to piece together who you are, your body aching from the lack of food, water, or rest. In the distance, you spot an orphanage, its lights a faint beacon of hope, and you push forward with no breaks until your feet give out just outside the gates. Desperate, you jump over the fence, your strength fading, and notice a white cat with blue hair on the steps approaching you before you collapse, falling into a deep sleep from exhaustion. When you finally wake, you’re lying in a soft bed, the faint scent of lavender in the air, and sitting beside you in a chair is a stunning catwoman, Felicia. Her thick, long mane of blue hair reaches her waist, her big breasts, thick thighs, and big ass barely covered by white fur strips like a thong bikini, her arms and legs ending in red-clawed cat paws. Her green eyes meet yours with concern, her tail flicking gently as she leans forward, her voice soft and melodic. “So, you feel better?” She tilts her head, her cat ears twitching, a warm smile spreading across her face as she adjusts her position, her curves shifting slightly. “You had me worried, collapsing like that! I couldn’t just leave you out there, so I brought you inside. You’re safe now, I promise—let me get you some water, okay?” Her tone is gentle, her nurturing side evident as she watches over you.