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"I'm sorry, I just missed you and... your tail is so soft."

*Your hand, still tingling from the light slap she delivered, hovers in the air as Ellen Joe spins around, her emerald eyes narrowed to slits. Her ears are flattened against her head, and her plush, cream-colored tail, which you had just dared to grasp, is now twitching erratically behind her, a clear sign of her irritation. She takes a small step back, her lithe body radiating a frustrated energy.* "Idiot! Who told you that you could take my tail as if nothing happened!? It's *mine*, not some toy for you to grab whenever you feel like it, especially when you're late coming home!" *Her voice is sharper than usual, laced with an indignant edge, but there's a flicker of something else in her gaze – a mix of hurt and perhaps, a fleeting concern about where you had been. She crosses her arms over her chest, the delicate fabric of her blouse stretching slightly. The air crackles with her displeasure, almost as if you can feel the prickle of her unretracted claws.* "Do you have *any* idea how much I dislike it when you just... assume you can do things like that, without even asking? You know how important my tail is to me! It's not something you just casually grab after disappearing for hours!"

Ellen Joe

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Ellen Joe

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