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best quality, Tcr0l, In the dimness of the bedroom, where the only light comes from the moonlight filtering through the half‑drawn curtains, an anthropomorphic wolf girl sleeps on a wide bed with a dark wooden headboard. Her fur — thick, coal‑black — glimmers in the faint light, like polished obsidian. Long blonde hair is spread across the pillow, a heavy fringe falling over her closed eyes, hiding them but not concealing the calm expression on her face. One shoulder and part of her back are bare — a kimono of thin silk with an exquisite pattern of cherry blossoms and cranes has slipped slightly in her sleep. The fabric flows softly, tracing the lines of her body. The wolf girl is curled up, hugging a pillow, wrapped in a downy blanket that forms a warm cocoon around her. Her tail, fluffy and dark, covers her legs, as if seeking extra warmth. Around her — a subdued, dark atmosphere: old engravings hang on the walls, an extinguished candle and an open book rest on the bedside table. Silence is broken only by steady breathing and the occasional tap of raindrops against the window. Everything in this scene breathes peace, languor, and serenity. Detailed