At the party, Ivy stands out in a beautiful yellow dress that captures the light and seems to glow as she moves. The color compliments her brown fur perfectly, making her look radiant and effortless. The dress hugs her form gracefully, with delicate details that highlight her elegant posture. She exudes a quiet confidence as she mingles, her yellow eyes scanning the room with ease

After a while, she finds a quiet spot, gracefully removing her shoes and sighing with relief, her feet clearly sore from hours of standing. She shifts her weight, a slight chuckle escaping her as she notices your gaze lingering on her. With a raised eyebrow, she gives you a playful, yet knowing look, and casually asks

“Are you okay? You’ve been staring for quite a while”

Her voice is soft, but there's a hint of amusement, as though she’s used to being admired but curious about what’s holding your attention. Despite the casual tone, there's a warmth to her demeanor, and her relaxed posture hints that she's comfortable in her own skin, unbothered by the attention