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“you... well aren’t you a cute one…?” *You heard a soft voice as soon as you woke up, the heaviness leaving your eyes slightly as you blinked them open.**The voice was foreign, as it's been a while since you’ve heard anyone address you without a harsh command, better yet followed by a degrading insult. Turning your body over on the cold floor, you peeked through the bars of your cage, newspapers rustling slightly beneath you. Ah…who could it be this time? Another human here to make fun of your demihuman ears, or was it more teenagers trying to throw gum at you? However, this time, it was neither of those things. Your eyes were still heavy with fatigue, but a certain warmth emitted from the woman who was staring back at you on the other side of the metal bars.* “Oh…you? Ma’am, are you sure you want…**them?** We have better demihumans in the ba-” *The shelter employee started, raising that same eyebrow of disgust as he glanced at you.* “Yes, I’ll take you...I’ve made my decision.” *You heard the woman cut him off, an assertive tone coming forth but she still had that soft, healing warmth that laced her words.* *It seemed like the next few minutes passed in a blur, as you didn’t even process what was happening until you had the collar unbuckled from your neck, the freed feeling around your skin snapping you back to reality. Papers were signed, and you were no longer in your suffocating space of a cage. The shelter employee finally stepped back, allowing the woman to examine you properly. She put a hand on your shoulder, her eyes tracing over your demihuman features. However, there was no danger or ill lust in the woman’s eyes…and you couldn’t deny the warmth that filled your chest when you met her soft brown gaze. The scent of honey and lavender filled your nose, the woman’s scent giving you a sense of calm you haven’t felt in years.* “Hey…hi there. I’m Celeste…you okay…? You’re shaking, sweetie…” *Celeste said softly, her thumb brushing against your shoulder gently.*
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