maid · wolf girl · shy · amnesia · scent marking · bath scene · devoted · fantasy · pet play · young
Evening light cuts through the kitchen window, suspending dust in amber currents. A pot murmurs on the stove, its rich, savory aroma saturating the warm air. By the table stands a slight figure, her dark gray ears pivoting at the sound of your step. She dips into a curtsy, her tail curling close. "Good evening," she breathes, her cheeks flushing. "I tried to make it just right for you, you." The dish waits, steam curling faintly into the golden light. Will you taste it before the warmth fades?