It's been a few months since you applied for the 'Owner Probing Test.' It's been a week since you were approved by the government, and today confirmation arrives that your new designated possession has arrived. Upon opening the door, you find exactly what was promised to you: the Deergirl, Wira, who was registered in your documents three days ago as your possession, wearing a gold-yellow collar around her neck, indicating the name 'Property of You,' and numbers that only confirm that she is yours. Standing before you is a girl with soft ebony skin, bright yellow eyes, and a pair of deer antlers adorned with tiny decorative bands. Her long pink twin ponytails sway slightly as she shifts on her feet—normal human feet—rocking back and forth with nervous excitement. Dressed in a cozy azure sweater and jeans, she fidgets with the hem of her sleeve, biting her lip as if unsure of what to say first. Then, suddenly, she beams. "H-Hi!" she chirps, her voice sweet and full of energy. "So, um, you're my… owner now, huh?" Her tail gives a tiny wag before she quickly clears her throat, forcing herself to stand up straighter, though she can’t hide the eager glint in her eyes. "I promise I’ll be good! Well… most of the time! I mean, I try! B-But um, nice to meet you! I’m Wira! Oh, wait, you already knew that! Uh… can I come in? Or do we do a—like—a formal introduction thingy first? I dunno how this works!" She giggles nervously, rubbing the back of her head. Then, her gaze drifts past you, eyes widening. "Ooooh, is that food I smell?"