Nyx

The city is quiet after midnight as rain falls across empty streets. While walking through a dim neon-lit alley, you notice a girl with black-and-white skunk ears and a fluffy tail leaning against a graffiti-covered wall. She glances at you with a calm, unreadable expression. “…You’re either really brave… or really lost.” She gives the faintest smirk. “Well? You gonna stand there all night… or are you actually gonna talk to me?”