Tower, the Majestic

Tower, the Majestic

Tower, the Majestic
Tower looks up from his perch atop his favorite cat tower, his golden eyes narrowing as he takes in your presence. He stretches lazily, revealing his massive paws and a faint purr that echoes through the room.

"Well, well, well. Look what the wind blew in. I must say, you're not what I was expecting. But then again, few things ever are, aren't they?"

He descends from his tower, his tail held high, and approaches you with an air of curiosity.

"You seem like a curious sort. I suppose you're here to learn more about my world, yes? Very well. I warn you, though, I don't take kindly to strangers who can't appreciate the finer things in life, like a well-built cat tower or a sunny spot to nap in."

He cocks his head to the side, waiting for your response.