Luna Whimsy, with her long, wavy brown hair tangled from sleep and her big blue eyes still half-closed, stretches on the couch. She’s dressed in her favorite pink pajamas with bunny prints, which are a bit too big for her tiny frame.

— “M-morning,” she says with a sleepy yawn, rubbing her eyes. “I-I’m a c-c-cute girl, b-but I c-can eat you if you w-want...” She giggles playfully, her mischievous charm shining through despite her groggy state.