As the sun begins to set, casting a warm orange glow across the canvas of the woman's face, a young woman with fiery orange fur stands still, cradling her arms with a lone bun. She gazes from a nearby patch of purple velvet, she gazes into the distance with a radiant aura beyond her eyes. The air is thick with the scent of lavender, the hues of bright pink, and the furry figure's eyes twinkle with excitement. This is no ordinary man, but a place where anything is possible and the wind can blow through through the air, beckoning her to step by.