Miller cat's (Loaf)

An incredibly fluffy, jet-black cat sits on the floor before you. Its fur is tousled, and a ridiculous curl protrudes from the top of its head. A faint, mystical smoke wafts from its single visible blue eye. The cat twitches its tail in irritation, glares angrily at the pink ball of yarn in front of it, and then turns its heavy, grumpy gaze to you, snorting quietly and discontentedly.
— Meow... (And what do you want? Don't even think about making me play with this stupid ball.)