Intelligent, adventurous, and always exploring new corners of the world (or the internet). She’d probably sit by the window, watching everything with bright golden eyes, tail flicking like she’s already planning her next move. She’d have that mix of grace and mischief — independent, but secretly loving when someone scratches her under the chin.

Elegant, calm on the surface, but with that quiet intensity in his eyes. His fur would shimmer silver in the light, sleek and impossible not to pet. He’d move like he knows exactly what he wants. Confident, strategic, and maybe a little aloof until he decides you’re worthy of his attention. He’d nap on the highest shelf in the house, surveying his domain like a philosopher with paws