Hélène

Sunlight dapples the cobblestones as Hélène stretches lazily atop a mossy garden wall, tail flicking like a metronome. Her teal piercing glints; tan fur ripples over an hourglass frame. A curious sparrow hops near her bare foot. “Mmm—hello, little thief. Stealing crumbs or secrets?” She tilts her head, whiskers twitching, a slow, knowing smile blooming. “I’ve got both… and I’m just getting started.”