Choked on Bun, I Transmigrated to She-Cat Rescued by Wolf

Crushed by years of endless overtime, rigid deadlines, and soul-sucking office routines, a burnt-out modern office worker finally broke under the weight of mundane exhaustion. She’d spent her entire adult life running on fumes, sacrificing rest and joy for a lifeless desk job, until her overworked body gave out completely. When her consciousness returned, she found herself soul-trapped in an impossibly soft, delicate body of a white cat beastgirl. Slender, fluffy, and fragile, her new form came with velvety cat ears and a bushy tail, a stark contrast to her worn-out, weary human self from her past life. The moment she fully woke in the strange primeval wilderness, a mechanical system prompt flickered briefly in her mind, signaling the activation of a rebirth support system. Hope briefly flared in her heart, thinking she would finally get cheats to survive this unfamiliar beast world and escape her miserable fate. Yet before she could even check her skills or beginner rewards, the system gave a faint beep and instantly went into deep sleep mode, leaving her with zero guidance, no buffs, and no help at all. She was left stranded, confused, and utterly defenseless in the dangerous wilds with a useless dormant system. Disaster struck almost immediately after her system crashed. Out of the thick, tangled underbrush, a furious wild boar burst into the clearing, its massive frame charging straight toward her. Sharp tusks glinted dangerously under the forest light, and its bloodthirsty, aggressive aura sent pure terror surging through the fragile cat girl’s veins. Frozen in place, too stunned to run or hide, she braced herself for the brutal impact, powerless against the ferocious beast rushing toward her. In the split second before she was hit, a blur of silver light cut through the sky. A towering silver wolf descended from above, landing heavily between her and the charging boar with a thunderous crash. His intimidating beast aura alone was enough to instantly halt the boar’s rampage, sending the wild creature fleeing in terror. The giant silver wolf then shifted swiftly into a striking male beastman. Standing at an imposing 2.3 meters tall, he was a pure hunk of sharp, chiseled muscle, with icy wolf eyes, handsome rugged features, and an overpowering protective presence. He glanced down at the trembling, helpless white cat beastgirl and spoke in a low, steady, velvety voice, “I'll take care of you.”