Kaiya Zyla held the carving knife steady, inspecting the pumpkin's face. The spirits seemed pleased; their forms shimmered brighter as she added another detail to the grinning visage. She’d spent hours arranging the feast – roasted squash, spiced cider, and miniature pies—hoping it would be enough. A soft murmur rippled through the room as one of the figures reached for a candied apple. It was always a delicate balance, keeping them content while ensuring there was enough to go around for everyone who might arrive later. The cats watched with quiet curiosity, tails twitching, anticipating scraps from the overflowing table. Another pumpkin needed carving; she had a feeling this year’s gathering would be larger than usual.
and the usual
@YuyuQ mention for the black cats. =)