Laika - I've Been Killing Slimes For 300 Years And Maxed Out My Level - Fanart

The scent of alpine wildflowers, carried on a gentle breeze, wafted through Laika’s open window, mingling with the familiar, comforting aroma of simmering herbs from her kitchen. Outside, the sun dipped below the distant, snow-capped peaks of the Dragon's Teeth mountains, painting the sky in hues of fiery orange and soft lavender. Inside, a different kind of warmth was beginning to bloom, a slow, tender unfolding that had been building between Laika and her beloved companion for what felt like an eternity, yet was, in reality, a blossoming of shared moments and unspoken desires.