Two colourful anime-style lucky cat tattoos side by side on forearms, one purple holding a red heart and one grey holding a yellow star with a green number 4.

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Two lucky cat tattoos on forearms

Forearm · Colour · Photo

Two side-by-side photographs of cartoon lucky cat figures, each with a raised paw and open mouth, tattooed on the inner forearm. The left cat is purple with red eyes, petal and blossom details and a red heart-shaped emblem, while the right cat is grey with blue eyes and holds a yellow star with a green disc in the centre. The bold outlines, smooth shading and bright colour fill give both designs a clean, graphic look against the skin.

Forearm Cat Lucky cat Heart Star Cherry blossom Petal Crescent moon

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A story inspired by this tattoo · fiction

The potter's wife painted the purple cat first, because the purple clay had come all the way up from the river and she did not want to waste a scrap of it. The grey one she shaped afterwards from whatever was left in the bucket. Its ears came out lopsided, and the children of Hollin Cross decided it was the unlucky one and left it alone for three winters.

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Both cats lived on the sill of the shrine hut where the path left the village and went into the birches. Each held up a paw to passers-by, and each carried a charm. The purple cat cradled a red heart with a bright jewel at its centre. The grey cat held a yellow star with a green disc, and on the disc was a single painted four. Old Mrs Teague said the four was for the four winds that had blown the potter's kiln over, and nobody argued with her, because she had seen it happen.

The spring the river flooded, a boy named Tobin came up the birch path pulling his mother's cart with a broken wheel and no coin to mend it. He stood before the cats a long while. Blossom from the wild cherry came down in the wind and settled on the purple cat's shoulders, and a single petal drifted onto the grey cat's ear. Tobin pressed a pebble into the purple cat's paw, then turned and saw that the grey cat's paw had lifted higher, as if it had been waiting for him to look.

He walked home with the wheel under one arm. The next morning it was mended, the spokes bright as if new, with a small star scratched into the hub. Nobody in the village ever learned who had done it, though a few swore the grey cat had lowered its paw.