Add the sensory detail on tempreture and touch to this text:The day progressed as the sun slowly traversed the sky, shining brightly with mostly clear weather. The temperature remained at a comfortable 24.4 degrees on the horizon, casting long shadows across the well-kept homes on Jon’s street. 
As individuals returned home after a long day of work, a cat slumbered lazily atop a wall. Its fur matted, and it seemed to relish the warmth of the sun. 
The soft golden rays of the sun enveloped the cat’s fur, creating a play of light and shadow. The interplay of light and shadow accentuated the contours of the cat’s body, emphasizing its relaxed posture. 
The gentle breeze rustled the leaves, causing the cat’s fur to ruffle slightly, creating subtle shifts in the patterns of light and shadow on its coat. 

As the sun began to set, casting a warm golden glow over the surroundings, the cat stretched and yawned, its silhouette elongated by the lengthening shadows. The fading light painted the scene with hues of orange and pink, creating a serene and tranquil atmosphere. The cat, now fully awakened, prepared itself for its nocturnal adventures, its silhouette blending with the deepening shadows of the evening. Around the same time that Emily pulled into the driveway, Anna sat on the low wall outside her parents’ house, her foot resting on it. Shielding her eyes from the sun, Emily stepped out of her car and locked it. She greeted Anna, saying, 
“Hi, I’m Emily. You must be Jon’s sister, Anna.
Anna turned to face Emily, her expression guarded.
“Yeah, that’s me,” she said, her tone cool. 
“What do you want?” Emily hesitated, sensing Anna’s hostility. 
“I just wanted to introduce myself,” she said, trying to keep her voice steady. 
“I’m Jon’s girlfriend.” Anna’s eyes narrowed. “Oh, really?” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. 
“I didn’t know Jon had a girlfriend. He never mentioned you.” 
Emily felt a pang of hurt, but tried not to show it. “Well, we’ve been dating for a few months now,” she said, her voice a little firmer. 
“I just wanted to say hello.” Anna shrugged, her foot tapping impatiently. 
“Fine,” she said. “You said hello. Now you can leave.” Emily felt a surge of anger at Anna’s dismissive tone. 
 "I'm confused about why you're treating me this way," she said, her voice filled with frustration. "But I want you to know that I'm not leaving. Jon is my boyfriend, and I have a valid reason to be here."
Anna’s eyes flashed. “You don’t know anything about Jon,” she said, her voice low and dangerous. 
“And you don’t belong here. This is our family’s house, not yours.” 
Emily felt a chill run down her spine. 
“I’m not trying to take anything away from you,” she said, her voice shaking a little. 
“I just want to be with Jon. Is that so wrong?” Anna’s expression softened slightly, but her tone remained cold. 
“It’s not about you,” she said. 
“It’s about Jon. He’s been through a lot lately, and I don’t want him getting hurt again.” Emily felt a surge of sympathy for Anna, but also a sense of frustration. 
“I understand that,” she said. “But I care about Jon, too. And I’m not going to let anyone stand in the way of that.” 
Anna sighed, her shoulders slumping. “Fine,” she said. “You can stay. But don’t expect me to be your friend.” Emily nodded, feeling a sense of relief. 
“I don’t expect that,” she said. “But I hope we can at least be civil to each other.” Anna nodded, her expression still guarded. “
“We’ll see,” she said. “We’ll see.”