The door creaked open a soft murmur escaping. A playful figure stood silhouetted against the hall light. This was her moment. Her tail wagged a blur a silent promise of unbridled affection. Welcum home master she whispered her voice a soft invitation. She longed for his touch. Could they play now pretty please? Her eyes pleaded with anticipation. A gentle hand reached out stroking her head. She nuzzled into the warmth a purr rumbling deep in her chest. The night was young and their bond deepened.