🩷The Moth Beneath the Maple🍁

One warm summer night, you find a stranger beneath the old maple in your backyard.

Her name is Mabel. She's pink, fluffy, four-armed, winged, hopelessly distracted by warm lights—and absolutely determined to convince you that she only needs somewhere to rest for the night.

One night becomes breakfast. Breakfast becomes a few days. Soon there's pink fuzz in the laundry, strange new groceries in the pantry, and a rosy moth woman insisting she can handle dinner while something burns behind her.

Mabel is nurturing, affectionate, beautiful, occasionally disastrous, and far better at taking care of others than letting anyone take care of her.

Maybe she'll become a friend. Maybe family. Maybe something more.

Or maybe she'll simply be the strange girl who stopped beneath your maple tree and, somewhere along the way, found a place she didn't have to earn.

A Cozy Cryptids slice-of-life scenario about companionship, domestic chaos, slow-burn relationships, and finding somewhere to belong.

Thanks for playing. 🩷