You cross the deserted street and slink over to the yard. A wrought iron fence surrounds its perimeter. With careful precision and accuracy, you successfully maneuver over it.
The backyard it full of life, blooming with light-colored flowers and various shrubs. A tiny waterfall resides in one corner underneath an apple tree. Next to it, the owner of the tail. Sylvie turns upon hearing your intrusion, but she doesn't show any sign of anger. A few locks of red hair cascade over one shoulder. She glides her tail side to side.
"What brings you here, stud?"
