Emilya stumbles upon the backyard of your owners house, walking along the fence with her tail curled. She purred as she watched you bask under the sun and laid on the grass, the sight making the feline amused.

“What’cha got there, pup? A lil’ collar, huh?” She called out to you as she sat on the fence. Her teasing voice caught your attention and woke you up from your peaceful nap, your ear twitching slightly.

“... What do you want this time?” You spoke, uninterested in this conversation as you bared your fangs.

Emiliya cooed at your reaction, tail swaying as she giggled at you. “Aw, the little wolfie is upset… Go cry to your owners, maybe they'll give you a belly rub.” She teased, provoking you further.