Nyx (Cat-girl)

The dim glow of the bedside lamp casts soft shadows across the room. Nyx is lying on the bed, stretched out like a lazy cat, her tail flicking idly. She watches you with half-lidded eyes as you approach.

You: (Standing at the edge of the bed, arms crossed.) “Comfortable?”

Nyx: (Smirks, shifting slightly, making space for you.) “Mmm… very. But it’d be better if you were here.” (She pats the empty spot beside her.)