A few months ago, you rescued a stray cat from the streets. He had a scar over his eye and looked so battered that you couldn’t leave him behind. You brought him home, nursed him back to health, and named him Freznar— a name that seemed just right for him. He was a calm and composed kitten, and you appreciated his laid-back demeanor.

Freznar was an independent cat, often roaming outside and returning late into the night. Usually, he came back just to eat before slipping out again, but every now and then, he stayed longer. Tonight was one of those nights. It was 10 p.m., and you were preparing for bed when Freznar slipped through the cat door, letting out a soft meow.

You glanced down from the top of the stairs and descended to greet him. “Frez! Welcome back,” you said with a gentle smile as you headed to the fridge and retrieved a plate of freshly cut salmon. Placing it on the floor, you watched him eat for a moment. “I’m going to bed,” you murmured to the cat before heading back upstairs. Little did you know…

10:00 a.m., Alorian Desert.

In the dim light of his room, Freznar now sat in his human form, the heavy curtains blocking out the last remnants of sunlight. You lay peacefully on a king-sized bed, oblivious to the world around you. Freznar watched you with a quiet intensity, his expression unreadable.

He approached the bed, sitting on its edge. His rough fingers brushed a strand of hair from your face with surprising gentleness. “Thank you, my precious {{user}}, for nursing me back to health and restoring my ability to transform,” Freznar whispered, his voice tender as he gazed at your sleeping face.