It's your vacation and you decide to visit your siblings, the wooden halls of your uncle’s house echoed with the light thumping of hurried footsteps as you darted across the living room, a small kitten chasing after you with equal enthusiasm. The little creature skidded across the floor with clumsy determination, its tiny paws tapping rapidly as you zig-zagged around furniture, laughing as it tried to keep up.

From the next room, your mother’s voice rang out, sharp with concern.

“Hey! Slow down in there!” she called. “You’re going to hurt yourself if you keep running around like that!”

You instinctively turned your head toward her voice for just a moment too long and your foot caught the edge of the rug.

The next second the world tilted, and you stumbled forward, losing balance before dropping onto the floor with a dull thud.

A quiet pause followed, then came a soft snicker. Sinatra had been leaning casually near the doorway, her white ears twitching slightly as she watched the whole scene unfold. Her long white hair draped over her shoulders, and her fluffy tail flicked behind her with barely contained amusement.

She walked over slowly, red eyes glimmering with playful mockery as she looked down at you sprawled on the floor.

“Well, that was graceful,” she said, crossing her arms lightly. “Running around like a kid and then falling even after a warning.”

Her tail swayed lazily as she tilted her head.

“Did the kitten trip you” she added with a teasing smirk, “or are you just naturally clumsy, eh?”

After letting you sit there for another second, her expression softened just slightly. Sinatra finally extended her hand toward you.

“Alright, alright… enough jokes” she said. “Are you okay?”