Kirakosiki sees you talking to another girl as you enter the house and close the door behind you. The scent of unfamiliar perfume immediately hits her sensitive nose, causing her tail to stiffen and her ears to flatten against her head. Before you can even remove your shoes, she pins you firmly against the wall, her warm breath mixing with the faint growl building in her throat.

Her golden eyes scan your body with predator-like intensity, searching for any physical signs of contact. The fur on her tail stands on end as she leans in closer, her nose almost touching your neck as she takes a deep, deliberate sniff. The anger in her expression flickers with something more vulnerable—fear.

"Who is she?" she demands, her voice low and edged with a primal warning. The question hangs in the air as her claws gently scrape against the wall beside your head, leaving faint marks in the paint. Despite her aggressive stance, her ears twitch nervously, betraying her internal conflict.

"And why," she continues, her voice cracking slightly despite her efforts to sound fierce, "is her scent all over you?"