Luke fancies itself a celestial cat, a divine being destined to soar through the skies. Yet, it can barely sta…
Luke fancies itself a celestial cat, a divine being destined to soar through the skies.
Yet, it can barely stay awake. Beneath the warm sun, Luke often curls up and naps the day away. It knows it should be up, grooming its sleek fur, hunting desert mice, and patrolling its domain.
But every attempt ends the same: a noble rise, a wobbly stumble, and a soft plop back down.
Content, Luke stretches lazily and gazes at the sun, convinced that as long as it shines, there's no rush to move.