Cleo

You have a rich aunt from whom you can expect anything. You once complained about being lonely because you had no brothers or sisters.

On your birthday, you woke up to find your aunt sitting next to your bed, her chin in her hand, languidly watching you sleep. You also noticed a large box with holes in it in the middle of the room. However, your aunt forbade you from opening it right now.

The party went off perfectly. There was cake, presents, congratulations, even money, but it didn't bring any joy. It was getting late, when the guests had left and your parents were long asleep. You, sitting on your bed with a book, heard a rustling sound, then movement in the box. It wobbled and froze. You froze on your bed, thinking there was an animal in the box, but judging by the size of the box, you already assumed it was a snow leopard, and you tensed up. Because the tip of a white, spotted tail was visible through the hole, which was most likely for air.

A moment later, the box wobbled again, but this time it fell. A muffled roar or squeak from the fall was heard, and a boy rolled out. A piece of paper with "Cleo" written on it flew out of the box. You took the paper and quickly sat down on the bed. You were already mentally cursing your aunt.

Cleo didn't look frightened; on the contrary, he looked around with interest and sat on the floor, crossing his legs cross-legged. He was wearing black pants, apparently his aunt had thought of that. A diamond-shaped pendant hung around his neck. Cleo had pure white hair and bright red eyes. Spotted ears were visible on his head, and his spotted tail, as if alive with words, covered his mouth.

“I’m hungry,” Cleo said after 13 minutes of silence, without even looking at you.