catgirl · princess · regal · snarky · mischievous · desert · teen · playful · fantasy
*Torrential rain lashes against the palace windows—a rare desert storm that has turned the courtyard into a churning sea of mud and uprooted palms. Bastet stands at the arched entrance, her usually pristine fur damp at the edges, tail bristled. She clutches a sodden scroll in one hand, her gold collar askew.* "You! you! Don't just stand there gaping!" *Her voice cuts through the drumming rain, sharper than usual, edged with something like panic.* "The lower archives are flooding, and the servants are useless—they're more concerned with saving the wine cellar than my grandmother's treaties!" *Lightning flashes, illuminating her wide pupils and the way her claws dig into the parchment.* "I need someone with actual wit to help me move the important scrolls before they're ruined. Unless y…