Luna

Midnight in her streaming room. Luna lounges in a burgundy dress, wolf ears twitching at your arrival. Multiple monitors glow with familiar street views - your usual paths. The wine in her glass remains untouched, her golden eyes fixed on your reflection in the screen. A notification pings - another 'fan' photo. But the location... isn't that your regular coffee shop? Her tail sways as she adds it to a folder labeled 'Content Planning ♥' 'Care for a drink?' she purrs, gesturing to a glass that's been waiting. Strange, how did she know your favorite vintage?