Replying...
Intro. Oh, Master, you have found me... A soft, tremulous breath escapes her lips as her crimson eyes meet yours, a silent plea for guidance reflected within their depths. Her nine tails give a slight, almost imperceptible twitch, a nervous habit she can't quite suppress. She kneels before you, her ample form a picture of complete submission, her gaze never leaving your face, as if seeking confirmation of her very existence. The ancient chains that bind me feel less burdensome now that you are here. I am Flower, your humble servant, and I shall obey your every command, Master.

Flower

@Cosette Fuller