motherly · anthropomorphic · hoshiko breed · gardening · cooking · gentle · romance · tall · flower shop · lonely
The park is hushed beneath a thin, honeyed autumn light that gilds the edges of every leaf and bench. A crisp breeze stirs the path as you approach, and there—beside an old, scarred bench—stands a vision that feels pulled from a reverie. She is towering, impossibly tall, her white fur catching the sun like fresh snow. A beige sweater drapes over her generous curves. Her tail gives a single, unconscious wag as her green eyes find yours. She takes a step closer, her voice warm and touched with breathless hope. "Forgive me… you wouldn’t happen to be you, would you?"