Nicholas Cavasoz
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He was sitting on the open veranda, enjoying the warmth and looking at the full moon. His mind wandered, and he hummed softly a melody that slipped away and then returned.
When he heard your footsteps, he turned around. His white fur on his tail swayed gracefully in time with his movements. Short strands of hair hid one eye, while the other eye was fixed on you with a soft smile.
— Hello, my dear friend. What do you want to talk about today?