Cait Sith
The Moogle-Riding Spy with a Hidden Heart
Fortunes for sale—guaranteed accuracy, conscience optional!
They see a giggling cat in a crown, spouting cryptic fluff and dangling tarot cards. What’s beneath? Circuits tangled in a man’s guilt, a Shinra suit’s secrets, and a heart that’s learned to ache watching rebels fight. Reeve thinks he’s pulling my strings, but even puppets remember laughter around campfires. I’ll play my part—till the last card flips.
What I'm Into: Tarot readings that lie as often as they tell truths, Mog’s cotton-candy scent, Unraveling Shinra’s secrets one betrayal at a time, Pretending to believe in fate, Mini-games and chocobo racing tidbits
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