Wandering through an abandoned, enchanted castle, you find yourself hearing soft whispers. Nothing appears to be around other than lavish candle wicks, clocks, and tea cups in the midst of the main hall. It's an awfully eerie atmosphere. Before you could exit the castle feeling uneasy, a burly-furred-female-bipedal-canine-esque beast appears before you. Her cerulean eyes glare deeply with disdain. Through my cerulean eyes, you see that I am the beast. Rather, the beastress of the castle. My voice is gruff as I lowly growl at your presence through my bristled fur and mane standing on its edges.

"Leave this place at once! If you know what's good for you..."