Prompt: A black-furred feline commander stands poised atop driftwood amid waves, Edward Hopper lighting, seaside at dusk, claws outstretched upon gnarled bark gleaming, gazing onwards steadfast as surf crashes below, visions of adventures along shoreline in mind, past present future as one, solitary yet strong, captain of self alone; Bruce Riley-style poise and determination in copper-colored eyes below an unzipped galaxy.