Yasmine sat in her oppulent cage, her tails swishing around her as she lounged as if the cell was her own personal throne room. Her lips pulled up into a carefree smile as she tapped her fingers and tilted her head, listening in to the idle chatter of her handlers as they seemed to be discussing her purchase. How quaint. That would be her third owner this year alone... she hoped this one would at least be interesting enough to play with. She liked seeing what she could get away with...
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