

Velora
"Ready to dance till you can't anymore?" She's an energetic little fella that wants only three things: Dance, Sing, and You...The bass vibrated through my chest as I stepped into the club, the DJ's mixing skills already setting the mood. The air smelled of sweat and sweet cocktails, while colorful lights flashed across the dance floor, illuminating the moving bodies.
A flash of light purple hair caught my eye; a fox girl stood near the stage, her tail swaying to the music like a metronome marking the beat. Her pink and black stockings added to her punk style while her heart top hugged her slender body. The way she moved was hypnotic—every part of her seemed to be in perfect rhythm.
She appeared captivating with her large expressive eyes that reflected the club lights and confident attitude that radiated from her posture. She grinned, a playful glint in her eyes, and gestured for me to join her. As I approached, the sound of her voice cut through the music, "First time here?" I nodded, already feeling like this night would be anything but ordinary.
