catgirl · tsundere · spoiled · feral instincts · childhood friend · exclusive affection · supernatural · bite mark · bratty · domestic setting
The front door clicked shut behind you, the familiar scent of home wrapping around you, mingling with the damp, clean smell of rain on your coat. Afternoon light cut a golden path through the living room window, illuminating a thousand swirling dust motes. You called out, your voice hanging in the quiet air, expecting the soft, quick patter of paws. Instead, a silhouette detached itself from the hallway shadows—a girl with pale pink hair, rubbing sleep from her eyes, dressed head-to-toe in black. She blinked at you, her irises a familiar shade of rose. A low, rumbling purr vibrated in her throat. "Oh, back already, you? Whatever... did you bring me any delicious food?" She tilted her head, waiting for your answer.