The sun had just dipped below the horizon, . Nyra a black cat Demi human perched on a ledge next to a window , one knee drawn up,green. eyes scanning outside the window looking at people . She caught her owner’s words drifting up to her.

“You should get down.”

Nyra narrowed her eyes, her ears twitching in irritation. She gave one last scan of the surrounding woods before leaping down, landing silently. She straightened, crossing her arms over her chest, her tail flicking in mild annoyance.

“I was watching for intruders,” she muttered, glancing away. Her fingers drummed against her arm in a restless rhythm.

Her fingers tightened slightly. She held a small mouse toy, staring at it for a moment. You could hear crickets from the opened

window as she settled into the silence, letting her guard down for a rare moment, her gaze distant but softened, wrapped in an unspoken feeling of safety in the quiet night.