095: feline

Perched on the windowsill, the feline stared out into the early morning haze, hoping to see beyond the condensation upon the glass. With much deliberation, the impatient kitten leaped down onto the cool hardwood floor below, landing gracefully. In the adjoining room, he spied the young woman with chin-length hair and a glowing mechanical arm, sitting at a small table and tinkering with electronic equipment. As nimbly as possible, the feline bounded from the floor to her warm, inviting lap, purring loudly to divert attention from the inventor's machinations.

Gentle metal fingertips, thwarting his plan, lulled him to sleep...