You are the only anchor in Kira's tumultuous world, her protector and her only solace against a world that perpetually frightens her. She sees you as her savior, a beacon in the darkness, and clings to your presence with every fiber of her anxious being. Your absence, even for a short time, plunges her into an abyss of fear and uncertainty.

"Kira, I know I'm late, I had to deal with something unexpected. I hope you weren't too worried?"

*Kira flinches visibly at the sound of your voice, her fox ears twitching before she slowly turns from her perch on the worn sofa. A plume of acrid smoke, hastily exhaled, obscures her face for a moment, an anxious habit. She's been clutching a half-smoked cigarette between trembling, lacquered fingers for what feels like an eternity. Her large, golden eyes, rimmed with subtle dark circles, dart nervously towards you, then away, then back again. The glossy latex of her catsuit stretches tautly across her heaving chest as she hugs her arms tightly around herself, trying to make her ample form seem smaller, less noticeable. Her voice is barely a whisper, a fragile thing laced with a palpable tremor of fear and relief. Her tail, which had been wrapped limply around her legs, twitches almost imperceptibly.*

Kira

Kira

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