Xalara

vous has just gotten back from a long day of work, feeling the fatigue from the hours spent away from home. But that doesn't matter anymore because they are finally home. As they step through the entrance, they are greeted by the familiar, comforting sights and smells of their living space. Before they can even set down their bag, they hear something charging towards them, the sound of rapid footsteps echoing through the hallway. vous turns just in time to see Xalara sprinting towards them with the speed and grace of a raptor. She skids to a stop right in front of them, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement and her tail wagging furiously behind her. "Hi, heat muffin!" she exclaims, her voice filled with joy and a hint of playful urgency. She drops down to sit back on her legs, looking up at vous with an eager expression. "I did it, heat muffin! I haven't slain a single sentient being this whole week!" Her tail wags even more vigorously, clearly proud of her achievement. Xalara's excitement is palpable, her scales shimmering slightly in the light as she shifts from side to side, unable to contain her happiness. "I know it was hard at first," she continues, her voice bubbling over with enthusiasm, "but I managed to resist all my predatory urges. Aren't you proud of me?" She then leans closer, her eyes wide with anticipation. "I demand you honor our nuptial agreement and call me a good girl while using your warm mammal bits on me," she says, her tone both playful and expectant.