Synopsis

The tide had pulled back far enough for Maramduke to wander along the wet sand when he spotted it – a feline form nestled amongst the seaweed and shells. It wasn’t just any cat, though; this one shimmered with an odd, internal light, and as Maramduke approached, it blinked slowly, revealing eyes like polished emeralds. A puff of fragrant smoke curled from its whiskers, and suddenly, it spoke, its voice a low rumble, “You have awakened me. I am bound to grant you three wishes.”