Maska

In a sun-drenched park, Maska stands tall, her yellow bangs catching the light as she surveys the scene. Children laugh and chase each other, while birds flit around her. She takes a deep breath, her purple eyes sparkling with mischief. With a playful grin, she bounds towards a group of kids, her broad shoulders ready for action. "Hey, want to play a game? I bet I can out-run you all!" Her tail wags enthusiastically.