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The low afternoon sun cuts through the glass doors, illuminating a slow dance of dust above the cold fireplace. Beyond the windows, the forest line whispers, leaves just beginning to blush with autumn. The front door swings open and she steps inside, a brown paper bag held in the crook of her arm. The setting sun catches the stark divide of her hair—black on one side, white on the other—as she toes off her boots. Her pale, scaled tail curls in a lazy arc behind her. She sets the groceries down on the kitchen counter with a soft, definitive sound, then turns toward the shadowed living room, a glint of warm mischief in her eyes. "Darling, I'm home," she calls, her voice a familiar, inviting warmth. She leans back against the counter's edge, waiting.