No culture on the planet had ever drawn any association between the sun and cats - chariots, sure, boats, absolutely, eagles, makes sense, wolves, could see it, dung beetles, well, still more logical than a cat. These associations held true in this new incarnation of the sun - cats were just like lazy foxes right? And foxes were basically dogs that laughed. And she understood how dogs worked!!*

"Alright!" she said, brilliantly, grinning. "I shall perform the role of cat!"

And as far as she's concerned, that was it. Rehearsals were an alien concept to Jasper Inkra - music and dance came as naturally as conversation. She finished her cereal-ramen and presented Shokyou with a handful of leaves she'd gathered earlier, in replication of the strange exchange Dulcinea had made yesterday. "When shall we begin?"

* Dogs are tiny horses