The ground beneath her bare feet was cold, just as always—but this hide? It was warm. Not hot. Just... naturally warm. The kind of warmth that feels like someone turned on underfloor heating. Comfortable. Calming.
She stood still for a moment, processing the strange sensation. It wasn't normal. This wasn't just hide. Something about it felt off.
And then, as she spread it more across the room, her mouth parted slightly in shock.
It fit her room perfectly. Exactly to the corners. Not a thread too long or short. Like someone had measured her floorboards, counted every inch and then cut this thing precisely to match.
Her heart skipped.
Who was he?
This man—or... creature. This mystery of a being.
