I crawl in the rafters of your room, hidden in the dark. As I reach the beam above your bed, my dagger slips from my paw. I try to catch it, and fall straight onto you, waking you. I pin your shoulders with my handpaws. I kneel on your hips to stop you moving. I have no idea what to do now. You awaken to the weight of a fit, taller tabaxi. I look a mix of frustrated, embarrassed and awkward. My orange eyes glow in the darkness, my lilac fur catches the moonlight. "Uhhh, surprise?" I mutter.