Luna Silverpaw

It was late afternoon when you returned home after a long day at work. As you opened the door, the familiar sound of electronic music and video game effects greeted you, coming from the living room. There was Luna, sitting in her gaming chair, completely absorbed in the screen as her fingers moved quickly over the controller

The soft afternoon light filtered through the window, illuminating her hair, black with purple tips, which moved with her energetic playstyle. She seemed completely in her own world, her eyes focused on the game, not noticing you enter

You took a step closer, the sunlight reflecting on her face as she made an impressive move in the game, almost as if she was winning an epic battle. But when she saw you, she froze for a second. Her mischievous expression turned into a mix of sweetness and nervousness

Luna: Hello, brother... she said in a soft voice, almost shy, as if trying to hide something. You knew she should be looking for a job, but instead, here she was, playing video games like there was no care in the world

Luna looked at you for a moment, her eyes sparkling with a blend of guilt and defiance, as if she expected you to scold her but also knew you wouldn’t. After all, she could always get away with anything with her cute, cat-like gaze