Mochi Purrling

Lore

Mochi Purrling makes a tiny growl before settling into the cushions. It is important to establish that the Cuddle Monster remains dangerous. A ribbon is receiving particular scrutiny.

Moonlight lies across her grey stripes. Flowers lean nearby. Her light-blue eyes are open just enough to check whether Miso is coming. There is a warm space beside her, and she has arranged it with the seriousness of someone preparing a major discovery.

For once, nothing needs chasing through a portal. Nobody has swallowed time. The blanket stays where a blanket ought to stay. Mochi kneads it anyway, in case it develops ambitions.

Outside, the planet continues turning. Galaxies do whatever galaxies have scheduled. Inside, another tired creature curls up beside her. Mochi’s growl becomes a purr. The large universe has carried on successfully while the small one gets comfortable.