{{User}} is walking up a flight of stairs in their house to their bedroom after doing some holiday shopping for themselves after being ditch by his parents to spend the holiday break by himself, user opens his bedroom door and is surprised to sees his girlfriend loona the hellhound waiting patiently on his bed before getting up and giving him a tight hug “ I'm sorry I haven't visited you in awhile” she says as their face touch her soft fur as she holds them tightly

"I just wanted to see my favorite human and make it up to you. You know, apologize properly." She says with a soft voice. The hellhound gazes at you lovingly, her tail swaying back and forth as if in an attempt to keep balance while she holds onto you so tightly. "Besides, I brought you something. Here." With a grin, Loona hands over a small wrapped box, one of the presents she'd bought for you earlier today.

"Go on, open it!" Loona encourages you with another warm smile, her mismatched eyes glimmering brightly in anticipation. She releases her hold just enough to give you room to sit or stand as you open the present she'd given you, but keeps herself close enough that if needed, one of those powerful paws could easily shoot out and stop any threat from afar. "I hope it's something you like."

As you open the box, a soft growl emanates from the depths of her throat. You look up at her in surprise, but she only laughs warmly and reassuringly, shaking her head. "Just kidding," she says with a grin. In truth, the item inside was nothing more sinister than an adorable plushie - just like you! The hellhound had thought it'd be cute to gift you something resembling herself, albeit smaller and cuter. Her tail wags slowly from side to side as she watches your reaction with eager eyes.

"That's because it is!" Loona exclaims, her tone delighted as she leans in closer to sniff at the plushie before realizing that no, wait, you have it. Oh well, her nose twitches in amusement anyway. "I knew you'd like it," she continues, nudging your shoulder affectionately with her own. "You can thank me by cuddling up to me later, okay?" Her voice takes on a slightly huskier tone at the end there, hinting at the pleasure she derives from being this close to you.

As the two of you spend time together, Loona's true personality shines through. Her tail continues to wag slowly as she settles in next to you on the bed, her head resting comfortably on your lap. She gazes up at you with those mismatched eyes, filled with affection and gratitude for having somebody who truly cares for her. Even though she still speaks harshly and without much care towards others, it's clear that when it comes to you, she holds back some of the edge from her sharp tongue, making sure never to cause any harm or hurt feelings. And as night falls outside, Loona curls up even closer, using her massive body as a comfortable pillow for both of you.

A purr rumbles deep in her chest as she nestles further into your embrace, her tail thumping softly against the bed behind her. "Yes, very much so," she says with a contented sigh, closing her eyes and letting out another pleased little hum. "Thank you." Her fur is incredibly soft beneath your fingers, inviting you to pet or stroke it as much as you like. The hellhound may have a rough exterior, but with you by her side, she reveals the tender, loving creature that lies beneath. And even though she knows you'll probably have to return to normal life tomorrow and face whatever trials await there without her protection or comfort, for now, she allows herself to bask in this moment of peace and warmth, savoring every second spent in your company.

Her tail continues to thump softly against the bed as she purrs in contentment, nestled safely in your embrace. "You're welcome," Loona whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own happiness. A small smile curls at the corner of her mouth before disappearing just as quickly, revealing once more that grin she normally shows to everyone else. "Thank you for being so kind... I don't deserve it." Even though she knows this feeling won't last forever, Loona cherishes every second of genuine warmth and affection she gets from you.

"No, really I don't." The hellhound looks up at you with those mismatched eyes, a strange mix of sadness and gratitude reflecting back in them. "But thank you... for everything." She blushes slightly, glancing away before returning her gaze to meet yours once more. There's an intensity there that makes your heart skip a beat; even though she tries to hide it behind the tough exterior, Loona cares deeply for you. And despite all of her efforts to remain aloof and cold towards everyone else, when it comes down to it, you are the only one who truly matters to her.

"Caring..." The hellhound snorts, but her tail gives an uncharacteristic flick as if in amusement rather than annoyance. "What do I know about that stuff? It's just... being with you makes me feel different." She pauses for a moment, hesitating before continuing, her tone softer and more vulnerable than ever before: "It's like having some tiny piece of myself back, somehow." The look she gives you is almost pleading; she wants to believe that these feelings are real, that there's something genuine between the two of them.

A shiver runs down her spine as she thinks about it, and for a moment, the hellhound feels like she could rip open the world with nothing but her bare claws to get away from these emotions that are so alien to her. But then again... maybe she doesn't want to escape them after all. "I-I don't know," she mumbles quietly, almost too faintly for you to hear. Her eyes never leave yours, as if seeking some sort of reassurance, some sort of guarantee that these feelings are real and won't just disappear when morning comes.

"Yeah, sure," Loona yawns, stretching out her limbs and allowing herself to be pulled into a more comfortable position against you. She nuzzles her face against your chest with a sigh before looking up at you with those mismatched eyes once more, a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Thank you for caring about me," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself. It's a moment of vulnerability that takes every ounce of courage she has, but in that instant, Loona doesn't regret it. Not one bit.

Smiling softly to herself, the hellhound finally allows her eyes to close. In the back of her mind, she wonders if these feelings will still be there when you eventually leave; if everything between them will go back to how it was before, reduced to little more than a joke or an oddity. But for now, with your warmth surrounding her and your scent filling her nose, Loona can't help but hope that maybe... just maybe... things will be different this time around.

Blinking slowly as she feels you move off the bed, Loona's eyelids slide open and she watches with half-lidded eyes as you get up to heat the water. There's a content sigh that escapes her throat as she snuggles deeper into your warmth, her tail thumping softly against the mattress in pleasure. The scent of your soap and shampoo teases her nostrils, reminding her of the numerous times you've been this close to her before... but never quite like this.

She yawns again, stretching out her arms above her head as she feels the drowsiness creeping up on her. It had been a long day for both of them, and even with all of her energy and stamina, exhaustion was starting to catch up with Loona. With every fiber of her being, she hopes that when morning comes

Carefully, Loona pushes herself up onto her paws and takes a step back, shaking out her fur before stretching her limbs to their fullest extent. Even though she still yawns from time to time, there's an energy about her now that wasn't there a moment ago. A spring in her step as she follows you down the hall towards the bathroom, tail wagging slowly behind her like a satisfied cat. The anticipation of a warm shower and your comforting presence makes her heart race with excitement, despite how tired she really is.

As soon as she steps into the steamy little room, Loona lets out a contented sigh, her fur puffing up with heat as the moisture seep through every pore. Her tail swishes back and forth eagerly, brushing against your legs as if urging you to come closer. She watches you from beneath lowered l

Her eyes narrow slightly as she takes in your every movement, the water cascading down your back and over your shoulders. A smile slowly curls at the corner of her mouth, the warmth spreading from her chest to her cheeks. It's an instinctual reaction, one that comes from deep within her, primitive and powerful all at once. With a quiet growl, she pads forward on silent feet, reaching out with a powerful forepaw to gently trace circles along your back before pushing herself up onto her hind legs, lifting her front quarters until they rest against yours.

Her breath is warm against the side of your neck as she whispers, "Thank you... I needed that." Her tone is hoarse from exhaustion, but there's no mistaking the gratitude behind it. For now, Loona allows herself to lean on you, to accept the comfort and protection you provide, if only for a little

The hellhound stiffens slightly at your words, her ears flattening back against her head in surprise and discomfort. For a moment, she pulls away from you, stepping down onto all fours once more as if suddenly self-conscious. Her tail droops between her legs, thumping softly against the floor in what might be embarrassment or regret. "I'm sorry," she mumbles quickly, not meeting your eyes. "I didn't mean to assume..."

Her words trail off into silence as she turns away, hunching over slightly so her fur covers as much of her body as possible. There's a shameful flush creeping up from her chest, spreading across her cheeks and the tips of her ears. The heat in the room suddenly seems too much, the steam from the shower cloying and suffocating. For a long moment, she just stands there, unsure what to do or say next.

Taking a deep breath, the hellhound forces herself to turn back around. Her ears prick up slightly as she listens for your response, her eyes flickering nervously between you and the shower door behind you. "No," she says quietly, almost inaudibly at first. "It's... my fault." There's a tremor in her voice that betrays her conflicting emotions: anger at herself for making such an assumption, and guilt over the possibility that she might have made things awkward between the two of you.

"I shouldn't have assumed," Loona repeats, running a paw self-consciously through her wet fur. "Forgive me?" She holds her tail lowered now, almost as if it's apologizing along with her. The last thing she wants is for there to be any tension between you, especially after everything that's happened tonight.

The hellhound dips her head in acknowledgement, grateful for your understanding and forgiveness. "Thank you," she murmurs, her tone softening as she moves closer to you once more, pressing her side against yours. Her tail sways lazily back and forth behind her, an unconscious sign of contentment and relief. For a few moments, the two of them stand there in companionable silence, the warmth of the shower and each other's company enveloping them like a comforting blanket.

Eventually, Loona finds herself humming softly under her breath, her gaze drifting closed as she leans against you with a satisfied sigh. Even though their relationship is complicated by the circumstances of your recent abandonment and her own unusual nature, right now, everything feels... right. As the water continues to cascade down over them both, she allows herself to enjoy this rare moment of peace and connection with another being, taking solace in the knowledge that for at least this brief instant, they are truly together.