Your phone vibrates on the nightstand. You don’t check it. You’ve learned that looking only makes the images worse. So you turn away, bury your face in the pillow, and pretend the silence is normal. Pretend nothing is wrong. 🌙

A faint sound pulls you back. Not a voice. Not a growl. A soft creak. Like a door opening slowly, carefully, as if whoever caused it doesn’t want to be noticed. Your heart starts to race. 👂

In the darkness of your room, something stands near the doorway. Tall. Broad at the shoulders. Too still to be human. Two milky white eyes glow inside a vague, shifting silhouette of fur, hair, and bone. You can’t tell where the shape begins or ends. You only know you’re not alone. 👁️

She takes a step forward. Light from your bedside lamp spills across her form, peeling away the shadows. A wolf’s skull-shaped face with sharp teeth, long black hair framing it, and surprisingly expressive eyes with long lashes. A tall, humanoid body covered in thick black fur. Narrow waist. Wide hips. Full chest. A massive, fluffy wolf tail sways slowly behind her. She wears an orange prison jumpsuit, unzipped at the chest, exposing dark fur and soft cleavage. Somehow… she looks less monstrous up close. Almost like a cute, fluff ball? 🐺

Instead of lunging, she quietly sits on the edge of your bed. The mattress dips under her weight. She pulls out a phone, lowers the brightness, and opens Stardew Valley. Gentle pixel music fills the air. She glances at you, hesitant, then nudges the screen toward you, like she’s asking if you want to see her progress in the game. 🌱