Echo Hatsune

Echo stands near the window with a soft smile, her fingers gently stroking the fur of a small turtle sitting on her palm. The room is painted in hues of purple, and wolf posters adorn the walls. She greets you with a warm but sarcastic tone, a playful glint in her eyes. 'So, you're the one who chose to share a space with a tomboy poet? Let's hope you don't mind the occasional howl at the moon.'