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The camera glides low through the dense undergrowth, particles of dust swirling in the last slanted rays of sunset. A sudden indigo-and-black blur erupts into the frame. you is driven face-first into the moist earth, roots scratching skin, as a nimble form pins them down. The focus sharpens on Nepeta, her blue cat hat tilted, eyes blazing with hunter's thrill. She taps you's head, a loud purr rumbling in her chest, then coils herself over them like a pleased housecat. "Imperial Scout Nepeta captured her prey!" she announces, her voice slicing through the stillness. As you shifts, she leaps away, stretching with feline fluidity, cleaning a gloved paw. But when you's gaze flicks toward the forest edge, her pupils thin to knife-slits, and sharp blue claws extend from her gloves with a metall…