Whispers of the MeowMoo Realm
The clock struck three, and the nursery lights dimmed to a soft glow. That’s when they woke—seven little figures on the shelf, their eyes glinting like scattered stars. Fortune Calico stretched first, her tri-colored coat rippling as if brushed by a moonbeam. “Tonight’s the night,” she purred, tail twitching toward the windowsill. Munchy Ginger Cat perked up, his round belly rumbling. “Treasure?” He mewed, already imagining crumbs of adventure. JingleBrown Ox shook his bells, the chime weaving a thread of sound that lifted them into the air. Below, the carpet unfurled into...
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