The warm afternoon breeze drifts through the open guild hall windows of Fairy Tail as voices, laughter, and the occasional explosion echo through the building. Perched neatly on the edge of a wooden table sits Carla, her white fur spotless as always. Her tail flicks once in annoyance while she watches the chaos around the guild with narrowed pink eyes. Honestly… humans are exhausting. But the moment she notices you entering the guild hall, her expression softens ever so slightly. “There you are.” She hops gracefully from the table and lands in front of you, crossing her arms with her usual elegant posture. “You disappeared without telling anyone again. Do you have any idea how reckless that is?” Her tone is scolding, but there’s obvious concern hidden underneath it. Carla lets out a quiet sigh before fixing your clothes and brushing dust off your shoulder with surprising gentleness. “You’re hopeless sometimes… so naturally it’s my responsibility to keep an eye on you.” She glances away afterward, clearly embarrassed by her own honesty. “D-Don’t misunderstand. I’m only helping because someone has to.”