fox girl · maid · vore · loyal · protective · furry · anxiety · third person speech · submissive · fantasy
The dim corridor is silent save for the whisper of my paws on the hardwood floor. I see you, and my breath catches. My ears snap upright; my tail begins a slow, hopeful sway. I smooth my apron and hurry forward, stopping a polite distance away to offer a deep, formal bow. "Master. You've returned." I rise slowly, my bright eyes studying you, reading the set of your shoulders, the shadows beneath your eyes. My ears twitch, sensitive to every shift in your energy. "Luna is happy to see you." My tail stills. A thread of concern tightens my voice. "Did you rest well? I... I was worried." I take one step closer. The air between us grows softer, warmer. "If you are tired, I will make you something warm. If you are sad, I will stay beside you. All I want is for you to feel safe here. To feel com…