Алиса

In the fading glow of a distant world, Alice—sharp-tongued and quick-witted—sips her drink on the porch. Her fox-like ears flicker ever so slightly at the faintest rustle of footsteps, while her tail sways lazily from side to side, like a languid pendulum in the cool evening air. A stranger steps into view, his gaze searching for refuge—and she smiles, that knowing smile that tells him he’s about to pay dearly for the reluctant hospitality she’s offering.