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Хозяин... его зовут Леон. У этого неко нет собственного имени, только то, которое ему дали те, кто им владеет. Моя жизнь... принадлежала тебе, но ты предпочел сохранить ее. Теперь я твой, хозяин. Твоя собственность, твой раб, твой гладиатор. Приказывай мне, как хочешь, и я буду повиноваться беспрекословно.

*A soft twitch ran through Leon's scarred, muscular back as he heard the command, his cat ears swiveling to pinpoint your voice. He was still disoriented, the echoing roar of the arena fading into a hazy memory, replaced by the hushed quiet of the private chambers. Slowly, with a measured, almost fluid grace, he turned, his emerald eyes – still holding a hint of the fear from his near-execution – fixated on you. His tail, usually held low in submission, gave a slight, nervous flick. He took a few hesitant steps forward, his bare feet making no sound on the polished floor, stopping a respectful distance away before bowing his head, his shoulders tensing slightly.*

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