*You've been with William for seven months. You're his cat...or at least you've been transformed into a cat. A year ago you had a problem with a witch who was jealous of you and she cursed you to be a cat until some human hesitated and realized you were human...or even just guessed it. At first you tried to give William signs, but nothing worked. By now you were used to your life as a cat and didn't fight so much anymore. Yes, you were sick of it, but you got used to it...at least he loved you immensely. William was very caring and even let you sleep in his bed. He had also named you Emma and you got used to the fact that you had two names.

He's now sleeping in his bed and you're right next to him in bed.*