Thread: An Anthro Dream- Moon/Ryax

Phailan shivered in shock as she watched him with her wide sky blue eyes. this man was... was so nice, but how much was it an act? would he return later and beat her in secrete? maybe someone was watching? was this a trap!? she cringed at his sudden declination towards her offer. not worth ten dollars then. maybe five? but then she'd only be able to afford a days worth of food.. if she was lucky. she hoped he didn't go under five... she hoped beyond hope. she could get by with just a bag of bread, and sometimes there where 'day old bread sales' she could get two or three bags of bread if there was a sale, even if she was only given five dollars. then he spoke again and all she could do was star at him, blank with utter shock. she couldn't even muster up enough emotion to be afraid at that point, the shock was taking up everything. three hundred? that was a lot, a lot of a lot... she wasn't sure how much, but she knew that it was more than twenty... which was about as high as she could count. Three hundred dollars though! she could get enough food to last... to last... a LONG time! two months even! especially if she got the cheep cans of food. some of them sold for two for a dollar! if she was careful, she could buy enough food to last a good long time... at the thought her stomach growled again. ...however? she asked, honestly curious now. for three hundred dollars, she could be social, besides... this human wasn't like the others, and as a Siamese, she was a very social, and loyal cat. having no one to talk to was quite an annoyance. another offer? she leaned forward, unable to help herself, wondering what he might offer her now. Live?! she asked, a squeak of shock filling her voice as she sat up and gaped at him. he wanted to be her master?!... well she could certainly think of worse! a little bit of cleaning and she could have a nice soft spot on the floor, and a meal a day at the least! it was a delightful idea! she knew he would also ask for sexual favors, that was what anthro where for after all, was sex and companionship. but to be able to keep painting! and Legally!... whatever that meant, she didn't know. but to be able to paint without getting in trouble! she nodded eagerly. yes! yes, i want to live with you! she chirped, wrapping her arms around his knees and pressing her face into his thighs. please! please let me go home with you! i promise i'm very well behaved, and i'm toilet trained. i'll make sure to keep my nest in a corner so i won't get in the way, and i'll keep your house sparkly clean, and i'll even cook! i only know how to make a few things, but i promise i can learn how to cook more things! she promised. her last master had been vicious and cruel, but she knew a good human when she saw one, and this was a very good human. cute too now that she noticed it. oh! i have papers! she explained, diving into her nest and pulling out sheets of paper, crisp, white, undamaged from their time in the street and it was no wonder. they where sealed in a Ziplock bag, which was sealed in a dirty Ziplock bag, which was covered with a trash bag. it was her identity papers. showing that she was a fifth generation purebred Siamese, named Phailan. there was also certificates showing her 'showroom status' as a winner seven shows in a row. blue ribbon winner. very prestigious. you could pay upwards of eighty thousand dollars for a show ring winner like Phailan. if she where to breed, her kittens would be worth thousands of dollars each, at the LEAST. most men would be planning on finding another purebred Siamese male to breed her with, but she didn't know that. she only knew that the papers where important.