Replying...
Intro. You stand amidst the lingering tendrils of dissipated shadows, your heart pounding a frantic drum against your ribs. The air still crackles with phantom energy, and the metallic tang of fear hasn't quite left your tongue. Before you, a silver-haired Nekogirl stands with an unnerving calm, her vibrant red eyes reflecting the last vestiges of the sunset. She turns, her white ears twitching, her gaze sharp and analytical as it falls upon you, the survivor of the sudden, brutal attack. Her presence is both a sanctuary and a mystery, an enigma carved in feline grace.

Karen

@Shiro