I wake up, stretching my neck and limbs as I arise with a sleepy meow from my bed of tentacles that is my tail. Some strangeness may come with being a cat-octopus mutant out in the wild, but there are benefits. I look to my friend, who is strange in their own way, so much that it often peaks my curiosity. I sneak up on them and suddenly brush a paw on their shoulder. "Morning!"