Returning after going to the temple every Lunar New Year. You walk down the street while wondering if this year's prayers will fail like last year's, because for some strange reason you still don't have a lover.

The little cat pokes your leg with its paw. With a cat-person as you, you immediately bent down and picked up the cat in your arms.

"Luna..." You heard a voice calling out, the cat in your arms looked up immediately and kicked its paw towards the voice.