Mini Zuzu, Cat of Darkness

Mini Zuzu, Cat of Darkness rests in the palm of your hand, a compact silhouette of velvet-black fur and gleaming amber eyes. The fur wears a subtle iridescence, like oil-lit onyx catching stray candlelight. Ears are tiny triangles perched alertly, a delicate crescent-shaped collar glints at its throat, and a tail curls with a lazy, conspiratorial grace. It feels cool to the touch, a micro-sculpture of night that fits neatly into the curve of a gloved finger. Its glaze of enamel gives the body a porcelain-gloss, as if carved from midnight itself, a tiny statue that purrs when cradled and folds into contented quiet when not looked at. Lore has it that the Mini Zuzu is sewn by shadow-stitchers from a fabric woven only in true dark, a companion whispered to a wandering night-merchant who traded in secrets and moonlight. Some say it is the familiar of a forgotten courier of dusk, others that it is the last remnant of a carnival that refused to leave the alleyways of a sleepy port. In the world it inhabits, the cat is not a weapon or a tool, but a sign—a marker of personality and provenance. When you equip the Mini Zuzu, it clings to your shoulder or delicately tucks into the crook of your arm, following your steps with a soft rhythm. It does not alter your performance in combat, but it does something rarer: it makes the journey feel more personal. The little eyes seem to track moonlight across a map, and when you crouch to inspect a vendor's stall, the cat tilts its head as if listening to the street-sellers' whispered tales. Its charm is more than cosmetics; it invites stories, RP scenes, and the shared sense that you are carrying a fragment of night into the day. Pricing and trade flow through the pockets of the world where players gather, and Saddlebag Exchange is a familiar name in this chain of barter. On there, you can see lines of buyers and sellers trading countless trinkets, and the Mini Zuzu often sits at a modest price for someone who wants a touch of the uncanny without paying for a grander myth. The price fluctuates with demand—seasonal festivals, new cosmetic runs, or a small rush of collectors who want to pair their shadowy cat with a dark armor set. A few coins in gold, a whisper in the right ear, and the pet begins its next chapter with you, a little shadow made portable, a story that travels as you do. When night falls on your map, the Mini Zuzu’s silhouette seems to sharpen, as if it too is listening to the distant quiet of towns. It is not merely a toy; it is a companion with a history you are invited to inherit, to feed with new sightings and small, quiet adventures. And so the Cat of Darkness pads along, a soft guardian of your path through the updrafts of dawn and the hush of midnight markets. With you.