Heartbroken Cat with Rose Cinematic Video Prompt

Cinematic, 15 seconds, photorealistic, handheld documentary feel mixed with slow emotional close-ups. Overcast daylight, soft gray sky, muted urban colors. A single orange tabby cat with a white chest and belly stands upright on its hind legs in the foreground, low-angle, almost filling the frame. Big dark eyes looking straight into the lens. It holds a human-like pose: right paw slapped to the side of its head, left arm stretched out to the side - a dab / salute / “what’s good” street pose. Whiskers, wet fur tips, slight steam of breath. Handheld camera, slight shake, shallow focus on the cat, holds one long-stemmed red rose with green leaves in both hands, looking down at it as if it is the last thing left of someone. Opening wide shot: the cat stands still on the curb, slightly hunched, tail hanging. Camera slowly pushes in. Cut to a slightly shaky close-up of the cat’s face in profile - wet eyes, a visible tear on the cheek, slow blink, nostrils flaring, almost human grief. Cut to an intimate close-up of the rose: velvet red petals, thorns, the cat’s small dark fingers wrapped tightly around the green stem. The cat lifts the flower a little, then lowers its head again. Medium tracking shot: the cat begins a slow, heavy walk along the white wall, still clutching the rose, head bowed, tail swaying. Footsteps soft on concrete. After a few steps it stops, looks at the flower one last time, then opens its hands. The rose falls and lands on the pavement, stem and leaves splayed. The cat turns and walks away from camera, leaving the single red rose lying alone on the gray sidewalk against the white wall. Camera language: start wide, push into face and flower, pull back to follow the walk, end on a slightly high angle of the abandoned rose as the cat exits frame. Natural motion blur, subtle handheld shake, shallow depth of field on close-ups. Color grade: desaturated except the rose, which stays vivid crimson. Soft natural light, no hard shadows. Mood: quiet heartbreak, anthropomorphic loneliness, bittersweet and tender, not comedic.