jing yuan
c.ai
you were at the same spot again for dinner, carrying cat food for the strays along the streets of the xianzhou luofu.
your usual favourites would often rub against you, purring and meowing for affection.
soon you found a pure white cat coming your way, with a gold collar and a red tassle swinging by. its eyes were gold like the sun had kissed them with blessings. you had never seen it before.
it let out a gentle meow with its mouth curved in a wavy grin, as if hiding a secret.