[B][U]Naneko sits waiting[/U][/B]

Naneko finished her morning work an sat back on her heels with a sigh.
This was what she called the sleepy tine of day, when she was in danger of being captured by the hypnotic spell of a sun beam as had her companion Kuroi Sora who even now was a ball of shining black fur.
[Center] When the leaves return is it truly spring?
When the snow melts an the birds return to sing?
Is it truly spring; Is it truly spring?
Sun so warm it tastes as sweet as plum wine.
Sleeping little kitten when will there be a time?
Will my heart sing as do the birds now returned.
Spring is here and lovely are the trees, but is it truly spring[/Center]
Sings Naneko in her strange an haunting language.
Her voice soft an comforting carries with it a fearful lament hidden in it.
She is not Neko like many of the other villagers but Nekomata, a potential monster and each year along she has felt her soul grow colder. She is afraid if she remains alone till this year's snows that she will turn and flee into the mountains where she'll begin to seek travelers to prey upon