BLURB:

  A powerful cultivation journey starts with clean fur and impeccable toe-beans.

  Jenkins might already be the most beautiful cat that ever graced the land, but he is going to make the most of each and every one of his nine lives.

  Nothing will hold him back, not pesky pixies, not mean toads, not water, not darkness, and definitely not demonic rats. He will meditate in sunbeams and inhale the cleansing cat-nip. His breath will scour the flesh from all who displease him. He will be the best at all things. Except, perhaps, at flying. For now.

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  This is the tale of Jenkins Greenleaf: his lives, his deaths, and all the things that happened beyond.

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  This story is a slow burn, slice-of-life cultivation. I wrote this one to be cozy. I tried my best, I think I succeeded. Let me know!

  (The tone is also a lot more relaxed and chill than Liches - minor amounts of gore, no horror (so far) and generally less angst, because Jenkins is just a more chill, content person than Maud. I'm really enjoying writing from his point of view, and I have written up to chapter 31 so far. Not sure where I will stop.

  It obviously takes place in the same universe as Liches but the story has a very different focus, as Jenkins as different interests and ambitions to Maud. There is some overlap. I have written it to be a standalone though, hopefully understandable without having read Liches.)

  Anyway, I hope you check it out.

  Love,

  Hesketh