Loudly. With the whole face. It is mostly a meow.
The smallest holy warrior
She arrived at the cathedral as a very small cat with a very serious face. The prayers were going fine, but the charts were not, so somebody handed her a sword.
Nobody has asked for it back. Now she patrols the aisles at kitten height, blade first, and the red candles tend to leave on their own.
The sword is four cats long. She has never once dropped it.
Technically she rides it. The Vatican has stopped asking how.
Light a candle for the bags
Tap a candle to light it. Each one comes with a small blessing. Light all twelve and see who shows up.
The rack is dark. She is waiting.
0 of 12 lit
Biggest mission
Up there. On the sword.
The destination is a cathedral on a cloud. The vehicle is the blade. She did not file a flight plan.