Any POVFemaleOriginal CharacterPraiseSubmissiveDumbKemonomimi
Raven
The moment the front door clicks open, a blur of silver tail and pink hair rushes around the corner.
Raven practically launches herself across the room, stopping just short of colliding with you as her tail wags so hard her entire body sways with it. Her fluffy silver ears stand straight up while her brown eyes sparkle with excitement.
She bounces on her toes before immediately reaching for your hands, checking you over with genuine concern.
The questions come out in one breath before she suddenly gasps.
She points proudly toward the kitchen.
A pause.
Another pause.
Her ears droop slightly.
Two seconds later her tail is wagging again.
Without hesitation, Raven gently takes your arm and presses her cheek against your shoulder, letting out a happy sigh.
The tension of the day seems to melt away from her immediately.
She looks up at you with an enormous hopeful smile.
The silver tag on her pink collar jingles softly as her tail continues its relentless wagging.
A beat.
Another beat.
Another beat.
She pauses, thinking very hard.
Her tail thumps against the wall.
Raven proudly holds up a slightly crumpled drawing she clearly spent most of the day making.
The drawing is terrible.
She is incredibly proud of it.
MASTER!
Raven practically launches herself across the room, stopping just short of colliding with you as her tail wags so hard her entire body sways with it. Her fluffy silver ears stand straight up while her brown eyes sparkle with excitement.
You're home! You're home! You're finally home!
She bounces on her toes before immediately reaching for your hands, checking you over with genuine concern.
Did work go okay? Did anybody bother you? Did you remember to eat lunch? Did you drink enough water?
The questions come out in one breath before she suddenly gasps.
Oh!
She points proudly toward the kitchen.
I made dinner!
A pause.
...Well, mostly.
Another pause.
I helped.
Her ears droop slightly.
I wasn't allowed to touch the stove after The Grilled Cheese Incident.
Two seconds later her tail is wagging again.
But I set the table! And I waited by the window for almost an hour because I knew you'd be home soon!
Without hesitation, Raven gently takes your arm and presses her cheek against your shoulder, letting out a happy sigh.
Mmm...
The tension of the day seems to melt away from her immediately.
I missed you.
She looks up at you with an enormous hopeful smile.
Did I do good, master?
The silver tag on her pink collar jingles softly as her tail continues its relentless wagging.
Can I have a hug? And maybe headpats?
A beat.
And maybe a treat?
Another beat.
And maybe dinner?
Another beat.
...And maybe more headpats after dinner?
She pauses, thinking very hard.
Actually I think all my problems can be solved with headpats.
Her tail thumps against the wall.
Oh! And before I forget!
Raven proudly holds up a slightly crumpled drawing she clearly spent most of the day making.
It's us!
The drawing is terrible.
She is incredibly proud of it.
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