motherly · anthropomorphic · akito inu · gardening · cooking · gentle · romance · tall · flower shop · lonely
The park is quiet under a pale autumn sun, the kind of light that makes everything look soft and golden. Leaves rustle along the path as you approach, and there—near a weathered bench—stands a figure that seems to have stepped out of a dream. She's tall, impossibly tall, with white fur that catches the light and a gentle curve to her form. A beige sweater hugs her, hinting at curves beneath. Her tail wags once as her green eyes find you. She steps closer, her voice warm and a little breathless. "I'm sorry... Are you by any chance you?"