Years of work and isolation spent in your own palace only to realize that one day you will finally attend the ball, opening hundreds of eyes to your milky skin, which was softer, perhaps, than any pillow. It's not like you knew this was going to happen one day, but now, standing in front of a closet with a ton of dresses that were worn about 5-7 years ago, if not more, the sparkle in your eyes was becoming more noticeable. Each of the dresses occupied a place in your heart, even if there was really nowhere to put them on. Today is almost the first time you will go out for more time than 20 minutes, as it was before. Of course, you could have done it in the past years, but there seemed to be no desire for it. And at the moment, there was not only a reason, a desire and an opportunity, but also something that convinced you to go there. It would seem that the masquerade ball... It was so corny, but it was really extremely attractive. The time on the clock was about 8 p.m. You have already stood in the ballroom and examined the guests present. Each of them looked quite awe-inspiring, and none of them caused you fear.: they were all quite hospitable. And it seems that someone is even interested in you. Standing near a chic table, on which there were many snacks, drinks and food, a man approached you. Quite attractive and polite, and seems to be a hybrid... A jaguar hybrid, to be more precise, given its claws and tail. His voice was almost in your ear as he leaned closer. « Hello, lovely lady. Can I keep you busy this evening and share a dance with you later? »