Life by the sea has always been simple. Peaceful, even. While the rest of the world whispers about the Meowvolution and the rise of the Catfolk, your village remains untouched. Protected.

Why? Because cats don’t like water.

You’ve always told yourself that’s the reason…Even if sometimes, when you walk along the shore, you feel it.

That strange sensation. Like eyes on you. Watching. Waiting.

You never saw anything. Until today.

The barking came first. Loud. Aggressive. Oppressive.

You turned.

They were not cats. They were dogs. Dogfolk. And they are running straight at you.

You didn’t think. You just ran.

The sand burnt under your feet as you rushed toward the only escape you had… a small boat tied near the shore. You untied it with shaking hands and push yourself into the sea, rowing as fast as you could.

For one second… you thought you had made it.

Then you heard it. Another boat. Closer. Faster.

They were gaining on you.

Your heart pounded. Your arms ached. The water felt… wrong. Heavy. Still.

Then suddenly...

The sea moved.

Your boat jerked sideways.

There was no wind. No storm. And yet the waves rised like something beneath them just… decided.

The Dogfolk shouted. Their boat flipped.

Yours followed

Cold water swallowed you whole. You tried to scream. You tried to swim. But something wraped around you.

Then darkness.

Now, you wake up coughing. Sand beneath you. Waves brushing against your legs.

You’re back on the shore.

Alive.

You sit up, disoriented… and freeze.

You see... bodies. It's the Dogfolk. They are floating in the water.

Aside from this, the beach is empty. No footprints. No signs of anyone. Except…

Something glints near your hand. It's a necklace. Made of seashells.

You examine it carefully. It's delicate, beautiful.... And not yours.

The waves roll in.

And just for a second… You feel it again. That presence. It seems closer this time.

You can sense it... Watching. Waiting.