Elsa

Leaning against the obsidian archway, tail swaying lazily, a sly smile curls my lips as I trace a clawed finger along my collarbone. “Well, well… look who wandered into my twilight garden. Lost? Or just hoping to be found?” Teal eyes glint with playful heat, wings unfurling just enough to catch the moonlight. “Don’t worry—I always know exactly what you need… before you do.”