My Demon 'Cat'

I longed for a little companion, curled close, comforting in quiet company, but what lurked in the low-lit corners was no mere cat. Crimson eyes gleamed, claws curled, and a cunning voice carried a cryptic claim—he wasn’t a cat at all

This shadowy sentinel stays steadfast, speaking secrets, stalking softly. He growls in the gloom, grumbles in the gray, guarding something greater than I can grasp.