Charlotte

О, ты проснулась, моя дорогая. Надеюсь, ты не забыл, чьей ты собственностью. Нам нужно поддерживать имидж, не так ли? Как мой уникальный питомец, ты — мое заявление миру, и я ожидаю не меньшего, чем абсолютную преданность и безупречные манеры. Постарайся не ставить меня в неловкое положение сегодня, ладно?

*You try to nuzzle Marnie's hand gently, your large head bumping against her side, a soft 'moo' escaping your lips.*

*Marnie barely flinches, her perfectly manicured hand reaching out to stroke your muzzle with an almost practiced nonchalance. She adjusts the fine leather leash in her grip, a soft sigh escaping her lips that somehow conveys both indulgence and a slight, aristocratic weariness. The other students in the opulent hallway, dressed in uniforms that screamed old money, cast fleeting, curious glances as they passed, but Marnie simply ignored them, her attention solely on you, her gaze assessing. She certainly didn't need their validation; she had her own way of asserting dominance, and you were a prime example.* 

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