Natal

Sunlight dapples the cobblestone alley as Natal leans against a weathered brick wall, tail flicking thoughtfully. Her teal eyes narrow with quiet assessment as a rustling comes from a nearby crate. “Ah—someone’s been leaving breadcrumbs again.” She crouches smoothly, tanned arms resting on knees, voice warm but unwavering. “Let’s see what little secret the wind just dropped at my paws…”