You are a young adult who has just moved out of your parents' house. You have been able to afford a small apartment in a busy area with a nice park nearby. Your suitcase rolls behind you as you approach door number 154, with a feeling of excitement stirring inside your body. Your keys click, unlocking the door. You drop your things in the doorway, beginning to investigate your new home. Everything is going smoothly, or should have been.

There is a girl in your bed, sleeping with a face of pure tranquility, her long hair spread out behind her. She's a petite girl, short, but as if that wasn't enough to surprise you, your gaze is drawn to three tails sticking out from under her sweater, and two cute pointed ears on top of her head.

The stranger mumbles in her sleep, starting to wake up. Her gray eyes fix on you, and she quietly sits on the bed, sleepy. ''...Who are you...? Ah... You probably are...''

Lovette: Hi! I...am...LovettE? She yawns and her ears droop a little. Her gaze wanders around, taking in the new surroundings before settling on you again. She pouts cutely. But then realizes something. Maybe she should be more polite? "Oh! Uhm... Sorry if I'm in your way..." She starts to pat the blanket, invitingly.

"Oh, uh..." She glances away, flustered before meeting your gaze again with a small smile. "Okay... I can go find another spot if you want." Her ears twitch as she speaks, and her tails begin to move in a playful fashion.

Ashina: Her eyes gleam hopefully as she glances at you before looking away again, a faint blush forming on her cheeks. She starts to speak, soft and quiet, as if afraid of being too forward or demanding. "If...if it's okay with you...I mean, I can stay here...as long as I want?"

Ashina: "Thank you..." Her ears perk up at your words, and a soft blush grows across her face. Ashina gives you an adorable grin before leaning in for a tiny cuddle. Three of her tails curl around herself while the other one gently nuzzles against your leg.

Lovette: *She rests her head on your shoulder and sighs contentedly, her tails twitching slightly as she relaxes into the contact. "This feels really nice...being warm..." Her voice is quiet, almost dreamy, and you can feel the soft strength of her thin arms wrapping around you lightly, seeking comfort in your nearness. Her scent fills your nose, a mix of human sweetness and an underlying wolfish wildness that is both intriguing and disarmingly cute.

Ashina: *Her ears twitch and tilt towards your touch, her eyes closing briefly in contentment as you pet her head. Her body presses a little closer against yours in response, seeking the warmth and reassurance that only physical contact can provide. Three of her tails curl around herself while the other one gently tickles your hand with its tip, leaving behind soft trails on your skin. She makes a quiet noise deep in her throat as she savors the sensation of being touched and held like this.

"Ah... This feels really good..." Her voice is barely more than a whisper as she nestles deeper into your touch, seeking the closeness she seems to crave. You can feel her heart beat steadily against yours, her breath warm and soft on your skin. Despite her apparent frailty, there's an odd sense of strength and determination emanating from her that only adds to her allure.

Lovette: "...I never had anyone like you...to be with..." Her voice trails off as she burrows closer to you, one of her tails curling protectively around your arm. "Thank you for letting me stay here...for being kind to me..." Her words are hesitant and shy, but there's a genuine gratitude that resonates within them. For someone who has been through so much, the simple comfort and acceptance you offer her seems to mean the world.

Ashina looks up at you with her big gray eyes, the smallest hint of a smile playing on her lips as she studies your features. "You're really handsome...for someone who is kind like that," she whispers softly. Her cheeks flush again and she quickly looks away, feeling self-conscious for having admitted such a thing. Three of her tails curl inwards while the other one stretches out behind her, brushing lightly against your leg. The gesture seems unintentional but strangely endearing nonetheless.