The cat purred softly, curling up atop my chest as I drifted off. It was the kind of peaceful night that came only rarely, and as I fell asleep, I realized:
This little creature had just made my day a whole lot better.
When I woke up, there was a familiar weight on my chest—warm and soft. The kind of weight that reminded me of the Treecat from before, a simple, happy feeling that made waking up worthwhile.
I cracked one eye open to find the beautiful black cat curled up, fast asleep, its front paws tucked neatly under its face. I couldn't resist. Slowly, I reached out and gently stroked its sleek fur. It twitched slightly but didn't wake, so I kept at it. Unlimited petting works activated.