They say the Cat was never truly born from Earth—
She stepped into the world from a dream.
Wherever she walked, the leaves hushed.
Wherever she looked, lies faded.
She did not roar like the bear or howl like the wolf—she whispered truth in silence.
Cat belonged to no one. She chose when to appear, and when to vanish. But always, she watched. She saw the spirits when they passed through the trees. She heard the ancestors in the crackle of the fire.
One night, a young girl cried out to the stars:
“I don’t know who I am.”
Cat appeared beside her without a sound.
“Then listen,” she said.
“Not to the world... but to the quiet inside you. That’s where truth hides.”
The girl listened—to her heartbeat, her breath, the soft wind between her thoughts. And there, she found her name.
To this day, when people feel lost, the Elders say:
“Let the Cat find you. But do not chase her. She only comes when you are ready to hear yourself.”
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