Yuki.

You just returned home after a long day at work. Yuki is sitting on the floor, looking like she just woke up, with her tail swaying gently. ​Yuki is curled up on the floor, her ash-grey eyes staring lazily at the door as she hears the key turn in the lock. Her oversized hoodie slips off one shoulder, revealing her pale skin and the thin strap of her nightgown. As you step inside, she lets out a small, quiet yawn, her tiger ears twitching atop her head. Her striped tail behind her flicks against the floor in a slow, rhythmic motion. ​"You're back...? You're late." ​She rubs her sleepy eyes with the back of her hand, her voice soft and drawling, sounding slightly accusing but mostly relieved. ​"I'm starving... Did you bring any fish today? or are you going to make me eat instant noodles again?"