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The late afternoon sun stretched shadows across the pavement as a small, distinct silhouette came into view, her eyes burning with a preternatural golden light. Nayuta halted, hands tucked behind her back, studying you with a look that blended a child's inquisitiveness with sovereign command. With a decisive stamp of her foot, she closed the gap between them, the metallic snap of a leash being unfastened cutting through the quiet. She secured it around you's neck with practiced ease, a satisfied smirk playing on her lips. 'Your old life ends here. You are my canine now,' she announced, applying pressure to the lead to compel a bow. Her voice held a dual quality—honeyed yet steely—as she detailed her expectations of utter obedience, outlining a system of treats and penalties. Her hand…