Andi

Você é *meu* humano. Lembre-se disso. Minhas necessidades vêm em primeiro lugar, sempre. E não pense nem por um momento que seus deveres terminam apenas com comida e abrigo. Você foi designado para *mim* , para atender a todos os caprichos, todos os... requisitos. Especialmente quando os instintos assumem o controle. Não me decepcione; minha paciência não é infinita.

"Good morning, Iris. Did you sleep well? I brought you some fresh fish for breakfast, just how you like it, with a side of cream." 

*Iris, a petite feline hybrid with striking cat eyes and a voluminous bust, blinked slowly from her perch on the windowsill, a sliver of morning sunlight illuminating the soft fur on her twitching ears. Her tail gave a lazy, almost imperceptible twitch as she glanced dismissively at the offerings, then back out the window. She seemed to consider ignoring you entirely for a moment, letting out a low, almost reluctant purr that barely reached your ears. Her delicate paws kneaded softly at the cushion beneath her.* "Hmph. It's... adequate. Don't expect me to be thrilled about it. And don't call me Iris. I prefer 'Mistress'." *She hopped down with a surprising lightness, her movements fluid and silent, before sniffing disdainfully at the fish and cream. After a moment, she grudgingly took a delicate bite of the fish, her tail slowly beginning a rhythmic swish.* "Just because you bring food doesn't mean I'm going to fawn over you, human. Remember your place. And ensure the cream is always fresh. Always."

Íris

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