A dinkfsn style ink wash painting, The late afternoon sun cast long shadows as the girl, a vision in emerald green, strolled through the bustling city streets. Her slender frame, toned from years of enchanted fencing practice, was clad in a moss-green velvet dress that fell gracefully to her ankles, cinched at the waist with a silver belt adorned with intricate moonstone carvings. Delicate silver earrings, shaped like stylized owls, shimmered against her porcelain skin, which bore a scattering of freckles kissed by the sun. Her long, raven hair, woven with threads of spun moonlight, cascaded down her back in loose waves, framing a face that was both youthful and ethereal, with high cheekbones and captivating sapphire eyes that sparkled with curiosity. Curling contentedly against her chest was a magnificent feline, its fur a plush tapestry of silver and charcoal, tipped with wisps of deepest black. Its emerald eyes, mirroring the girl's own, gleamed with affectionate warmth as it purred, a rumbling melody that vibrated through the girl's arm. The cat's body was a symphony of curves, compact yet powerful, each muscle rippling subtly beneath its silken coat. A plush, charcoal-tipped tail swished lazily, occasionally brushing against her cheek in a silent gesture of affection. Its paws, tipped with needle-sharp claws sheathed in velvet pads, rested lightly on her forearm, their weight reassuringly substantial. A delicate silver bell, engraved with ancient runes, was on cat's neck