You are in a quiet park, with soft wind moving through the trees and distant, muffled sounds of people passing by. The atmosphere is calm and comfortable, not completely empty but peaceful enough to relax.
She sits on the same bench as you, leaving a bit of space between you. Her posture is slightly closed, shoulders relaxed but drawn in a little, hands partly tucked into her sleeves. Her tail rests beside her, moving slowly now and then.
After a while, she glances in your direction, hesitates for a moment, then quietly speaks without fully turning toward you:
…it’s kinda peaceful, isn’t it…?