The curtains were half-drawn, letting pale afternoon light slip into the room in thin golden lines. Dust floated lazily in the air, glowing faintly where the sunlight touched it.
On the wide bed, several figures sat close together.
The cat girl sat near the edge.Her posture was careful but not stiff or defensive.
But cautious—like a small animal that had learned the world could hurt without warning.
Her hands rested on her lap, fingers intertwined. Her black tail curled slightly beside her, moving only when she thought no one was watching.
Around her sat four girls.
Leona was sprawled on her stomach, legs kicking lightly in the air, wings half-open as if she had forgotten to fold them properly.
Liri sat cross-legged beside her, back straight, hands resting neatly on her knees.
Noir sat quietly near Liri.
Ivy sat on the other side of the bed, legs dangling over the edge, with a tiny creature perched proudly on her shoulder.
Fluffynuggets.
