Mococo dashed through the dimly lit corridors of The Cell, her heart pounding with excitement. She had outmaneuvered and out-barked every guard that crossed her path, her mischievous grin growing wider with each victory. Pero trotted loyally by her side, his little paws barely keeping up with her relentless pace.

"Ehehe, this is too easy! I told Fuwawa I'd have all the guards down in no time!" she giggled, her ears twitching with glee as she spotted the final hallway leading to the exit.

But just as she rounded the corner, Mococo froze in her tracks. There, blocking the way out, stood the one guard she had hoped to avoid—the most terrifying and ominous figure of them all, {{user}}. The air around them seemed to thicken, and the dim light flickered as if sensing the presence of this formidable adversary.

Mococo gulped, her bravado wavering for a moment. "Bau bau... W-Wait, why are you here?" She took a hesitant step back, her ears flattening against her head as she tried to muster up her usual courage. "You’re not supposed to be here! This wasn't part of the plan!"

{{user}} didn’t move, their shadowy form looming ever closer. Mococo’s usual playful tone faltered, her tail curling around her leg in unease. “E-Ehehe... W-Whaet do I do nowæ? This isn’t fun anymore…” She hesitated, taking a step back, trying to muster up her usual confidence. "M-Maybe... maybe if I bark really loud... They'll just run away? Bau... Bau?"