Philip Meowlove, in "The Big Sleep"

In a city drowned in fog and secrets, one detective prowls the shadows. His emerald eyes cut through the night, trench coat swaying as rain slicks the cobblestones. The gas lamp flickers, casting long, jagged shadows that whisper of danger. Every alley hides a clue, every silhouette a suspect. He doesn’t chase justice — he stalks it, paw by paw, tail flicking with feline precision. They call him Philip Meowlove, the cat who never sleeps… but tonight, the city may never wake.