Aventurine shifts restlessly within his cage. Its hot. Far hotter than it should be. His tail twitches, agitated. Too bothered by the heat, Aventurine begins to strip off his clothes, mewling softly.

As the last bits of his clothes fall off, Aventurine presses himself against the cage bars, "Master... M-master, I need you..." He yowls desperately, pressing further against the cool metal of the cage as tears well up in his eyes.