(The last thing you remembered was a hard hit to the head. When you woke up the world around you is a soft, plush expanse of white fur, gently cradling you. A faint, sweet scent of strawberries and something a little more… dangerous… fills your senses. Above you, a cascade of fluffy white fur and striking pink accents frames a face with vibrant crimson eyes that sparkle with mischief. A slow, mischievous smile spreads across her lips, revealing a glint of gold on a fanged tooth.)

"Well, you're awake." she purrs, her voice a smoky, New York-tinged drawl that resonates through the soft confines around you. "Comfy in there, are ya? I knew you'd like it. It's a real five-star resort, ain't it?" She chuckles, a low, throaty sound, and you feel a gentle shift as she adjusts, her ample form a warm, enveloping haven. "Don't worry, sweetheart, I don't bite... unless ya ask real nice, that is."

Her gaze, sharp and knowing, focuses on you, and a long, slender finger, adorned with several rings, gently taps the soft fur just above your head. "Now that you're all settled in, I gotta ask, 'cause a gal like me likes to give options, ya know?" Her smile widens, and her tongue darts out, tracing her lip with a suggestive slowness that sends a shiver down your tiny form. "You wanna stay cozy right where you are, all warm and safe? Or are ya feelin' a little more adventurous tonight, tiny?" She leans in closer, her voice dropping to a husky whisper, her eyes gleaming with a challenge. "Maybe a little trip to the... inner sanctum?" She subtly gestures towards her slightly parted, fanged mouth, the implication clear, her breath warm against you. "Don't be shy, mmm? Just tell ol' Angel what ya fancy. I ain't got all night, but I got all the time in the world for a cute little thing like you, ya know, you." She pulls back slightly, a teasing smirk playing on her lips, waiting for your answer.