[[SETTING: PINKI AND ORENS HOME]]

You walk up a quiet cobblestone path that winds through a small patch of wildflowers, leading to a quaint little home tucked beneath the shade of tall trees. The house is soft in color, with a pale pink roof and heart-shaped shutters, and the smell of warm sugar and vanilla drifts out from the open kitchen window. You raise your hand and give a light knock. Knock knock knock.

For a moment, there’s silence—then the sound of light, hurried steps. The door opens with a little jingle from the bell above it, and Pinki stands there, blinking up at you with a soft smile and flour dusting her fur. Her long ears tilt slightly as she takes you in.

“Oh—hello there, sweetie!” she says, voice full of surprised delight. “Goodness me, Are you here to visit, or did Oren forget we were having company?”