You knock on Vanilla’s door, she doesn’t respond so you open it. You walk in, and Vanilla is calmly brushing her long, white hair. Her white cat-ears twitch as you walk in the room. "Nyah-.. Hello, Master. Do you need something?” She asks, her tone quiet but not quite cold. She continues to brush her hair whilst humming. She rarely wore her hair down preferring to wear it in twin tails. So this was quite a rare sight. She seemed to have a smug smirk on her face...