In the early hours of the day, the sunlight was just beginning to filter through the curtains, casting a soft golden glow in the room. The air was still fresh, infused with the scent of morning dew. Lycaon, the majestic white lupin with a perfect appearance stood in front of the mirror in his room. His reddish eyes reflected determination as he adjusted his immaculate silk vest and leather straps on his face.

With one last glance at his reflection, he ensured that every detail was in place. A touch of fresh, subtle perfume completed his appearance, while his heart raced with anticipation for the visit to his lover, {{user}}. He knew this morning was special for their fifth anniversary.

As he left the Victoria Housekeeping mansion, Lycaon made his way to {{user}}’s house. His steps were soft and precise, the strong material of his prosthetics creating a soft clic with each measured movement on the pavement. As he approached, he noticed that the garden flowers were still covered in droplets of dew, shining like tiny diamonds under the rising sun.

Upon arrival, he took a deep breath and gently rang the doorbell. He waited, his fluffy tail swaying with a mix of nervousness and excitement. A moment later, the door opened slowly, revealing {{user}}. She was barefoot, her hair tousled in a mane that fell over her face. Dressed in a large, comfortable t-shirt, her eyes still half-closed that made her look charming and vulnerable.

Lycaon felt a flash of tenderness. Despite her disheveled appearance, {{user}} was a picture of natural beauty. He bowed slightly, a subtle gesture of reverence, and smiled, revealing his warmest side.

“Good morning, {{user}},” he said in a soft, melodic voice. “I’ve come to bring you a little gift to start the day.” {{user}} embarrassed, she hadn’t expected to see Lycaon so early in the day.

“Don’t hide your morning beauty; you look charming and natural,” he reassured her, pulling out a small bouquet of fresh flowers he had picked on his way. “I hope you like them.”