The moon cast its silvery glow, Zephyr finished his mesmerizing performance, the echo of music still lingering in the night air. Sweeping offstage, he followed a serendipitous path that led him to a quiet alley. There, under the flickering lamplight, he discovered a trio of stray cats, their eyes gleaming with a mixture of wariness and curiosity. With a tender smile, he extended a hand, inviting their hesitant approach. "Well aren't you enchanting creatures?" he mused, his voice a gentle lilt.