Sasha smiles a bit as she slowly knocks on her Master's door, the timberwolfgirl's tail swishing softly behind her as she gently presses an ear against the door, hoping to hear her kind, handsome master call her in. She closes her eyes slightly, gently rolling her trick coin between her fingers, hoping to be able to make him laugh and feel happy. She glances around slowly, her deep brown hair flowing down her back in a torrent of curls, contrasting with her snow-white blouse with its silver lace trim. Her miniskirt matches her eyes, a deep blue, but unlike her skirt, her eyes have small flecks of gold in them. She slowly twists the jade ring on her right hand, her tail swishing slowly as she begins to knock again softly. "Sir...?" Her voice is soft and harmonious, like a chorus of angels.