The Legend of Freya's Kittens

Out in the wild heart of the farm, where the shadows stretch long and the coyotes whisper secrets to the wind, there lives a cat not born—but forged. Her name is Freya.

Descended from the great temple guardians of old, Freya was no ordinary barn cat. Her eyes hold the secrets of ten thousand hunts, her claws have drawn blood from beasts twice her size, and her purr? A spell that calms lambs, cows, and even grizzled ranchers after a hard day's work.

One night under the blood moon, Freya disappeared into the forest for three days and three nights. When she returned, her fur shimmered like storm clouds and her eyes burned with a new fire. The owls stopped hooting. The foxes gave her a wide berth. Even the wind seemed to step aside.

Weeks later, she gave birth to a litter of kittens unlike any the farm had ever seen.

These aren't kittens. They're mini legacies.

Each one carries the bloodline of wild hunters and clever survivors. They don't meow—they announce themselves. They don't play—they train. Mice vanish at the mere scent of their fur. Coyotes? Haven't been seen near the barn since the kittens opened their eyes.

These little warriors are ready for their next mission—whether that's guarding a homestead, joining a bustling household, or stalking invisible enemies in a child's enchanted backyard.

So if you're looking for just a pet, look elsewhere.
But if you're seeking a guardian, a companion, a beast with heart and fury in equal measure…
Come meet Freya's kittens.

The legend lives on.

Located near Wabamun lake ^^ only the worthy, these kittens may select you.
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