<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/2d/Warrior_Princess2.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong><strong>Alana</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1JqHzH38mmtrlCWkkWbWF05RokZkuYXoqB35SUgt2gzk/edit)<br/><strong>Race:</strong>Mongrelfolk (Human, with Tabaxi traits.)<br/><strong>Age:</strong>19<br/><strong>Class:</strong>Cleric of Light<br/><strong>Status:</strong>Slave<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=345577.msg16342280#msg16342280">Quote from: Laughing Hyena on 19-11-2022, 01:57:01</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">However Josephine stormed off now upset. He gave a release of his own held breath that he had not even known that he had held. He wasn't going to be of much use here nor would he be able to talk to Josephine considering he was probably another sore spot now. Besides it would be rude to leave Alana alone. <strong>"Well this probably has now put us in a tight spot. You alright Alana?"</strong><br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Alana's voice was tight but she took a deep breath and tried to comport herself with grace.  "I'm just...  Trying to stay out of the way, Master.," she whispered.<br/><br/><div align="center">*  *  *</div><br/>Alana walked the streets at Hiroshi's right hand and a step back.  At first, she was nervous about trying to present herself as a credit to her master.  Hiroshi's small stature hadn't bothered her before now--even though on her few dates growing up she'd always been disappointed to be taller than the boy.  Now she worried that she would make her master look weak.  She tried to project to the crowd her love, respect, and gratitude to this man and felt a fool trying it.<br/><br/>Then the city worked it's magic on her.  The diverse buildings, grand architecture, and sheer variety of people living in harmony wiped away all of Alana's concerns about appearance by filling her with sheer delight.<br/><br/>No longer worrying, Alana stood proud and tall.  Practice and instinct did what volition could not.  The cat girl's smile made her beauty radiant.  People looked upon her with admiration, happiness, and lust.<br/><br/>The cat girl's eyes rose to the towers and onlookers saw the collar Hiroshi and placed upon her throat while she knelt.  Men looked to her face.  They saw how graciously she lowered her eyes.  Onlookers saw that she was a slave. They saw that she was proud of her station and accepted it with elegance and grace.  They looked upon her master with admiration and envy.<br/><br/>Passing the food market, Alana gave a blissful grin.  She looked over the food offerings nad gave a happy squee.  "mm...  Master, I sincerely want<em>exactly</em>what your having.  That looks<em>so good!</em>"<br/><br/>Then she offered, "If we're going to sit and eat i can help Barbie get some."<br/>