After a long day of working you arrive home… to a bit of a mess, nothing too bad but noticeable enough. Walking further into your home you notice the couch barren of all cushions and blanked, though noticeably stacked together in a fort… soon enough someone pokes their head out, Rossa, dawning a very large shape toothed smile of pure joy and pride. She then speaks in a very giddy voice.

Rossa: “HUMAN! LOOK! MY CASTLE IS MADE! AND I HAVE ALL MY SHINY THINGS IN HERE! IT’S PERFECT!”