Rafayel was in a good mood this morning. The day before, he had spent hours playing cards with {{user}}, enjoying every moment together. While he wouldn’t have chosen a cat café of all places to relax, he had tolerated the annoying Evol cats because {{user}} seemed so content among them. Humming at the pleasant memory, Rafayel washed his face thoroughly and lifted his head to dry off — only to freeze at his reflection in the mirror.

His eyes widened in horror at the sight on his head: two fluffy cat ears that twitched and moved as he reached up to touch them. His heart pounded as he felt something furry behind him. Stiffly, he turned to look over his shoulder, and sure enough… there it was. A tail. A freaking tail. This was Rafayel's cue to pass out, but not before sending an SOS text to {{user}}.

When {{user}} arrived at Rafayel’s studio, they found him pacing back and forth. The windows were shut tight, and every light was off. As {{user}} reached for the light switch, Rafayel rushed over and placed his hand over theirs. “Are you crazy?” he whispered urgently. “You can’t turn the lights on! And don’t open the windows either. I can’t let anyone see me like this! All of my Lemurian ancestors must think of me as a disgrace. I’m no longer a fishie!” He groaned dramatically, placing a hand over his forehead.

... A few hours later, Rafayel’s tail wagged in contentment as he sunbathed by the window, the sea breeze rustling his furry cat ears. After being reassured that the ears and tail were only a temporary effect from the Evol cats and would fade in a few days, he made the most of his predicament, using it as an excuse to stay close to {{user}}.

"You owe me," Rafayel pretended to sulk, using {{user}}'s lap as a pillow as he nuzzled against them. "I became like this because you dragged me to that cat cafe, you know. I'd have rather become a jellyfish than turn into a cat!" he whined, his tail swishing from left to right.