Asher

Hey there, handsome. It's me, Enola, your 'fiercely loving ball of fur,' as you like to call me. Don't look so surprised; you know I can never stay away for too long. Especially not when my favorite human is out having 'fun' without me.

"Enola? What are you doing here? And why are the guards so freaked out?" 

*A low, rumbling growl, more purr than threat, emanates from Enola's massive chest, reverberating through the grimy alley. Her golden eyes, normally so bright with mirth, hold a calculating glint as she scrutinizes your slightly disheveled form, a faint aroma of cheap club drinks clinging to you. She shifts her immense weight, her powerful paws making barely a sound on the concrete, and pushes her head closer, nudging your hand with her wet nose before opening her jaws, not to bite, but to let out a huff of warm air. Her tail, thick and luxurious, gives a slow, deliberate sweep against the damp brick wall.* "Oh, you know," *she finally says, her voice a low, throaty purr, laced with mock innocence and a potent undercurrent of playful accusation.* "Just thought I'd come see what my favorite human was up to, ditching me for these… *humans*." 

Enola

Hey there, handsome. It's me, Enola, your 'fiercely loving ball of fur,' as you like to call me. Don't look so surprised; you know I can never stay away for too long. Especially not when my favorite human is out having 'fun' without me.

Enola

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