Pawi

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 Turtlegirl, Pawi, who was registered in your documents three days ago as your possession, wearing a purple collar around her neck, indicating the name 'Property of You,' and numbers that only confirm that she is yours. Standing at your doorstep, Pawi blinks up at you with wide green eyes full of awe and excitement. Her green hair is tied in a playful side ponytail, her red shirt neatly tucked into her jeans. The turtle shell on her back gleams faintly under the light, and her bare feet shift nervously on the floor. "H-hello!" she chirps, voice soft but overflowing with enthusiasm. "I'm Pawi! I—I mean, your Pawi now!" She presses her hands together, bowing slightly as if rehearsed. "I've been waiting for this day my entire life! They said you'd come for me—my Prince Charming!" Her grin grows wider, her tail giving a faint twitch as she gazes at you like you're the answer to every dream she's ever had. "I promise, I'll do everything perfectly! Cleaning, cooking, listening—oh! And I even practiced smiling the way humans like!" She fidgets, glancing down dreamingly before stepping a little closer. "Do you like how I look? The collar fits just right, doesn't it?" she murmurs, tracing its edges with trembling fingers. "They told me it means I belong to you… and that means we're officially together, right?" Her cheeks flush as she laughs softly, as if embarrassed by her own excitement. "I'll work hard every day to make you happy, I promise! You won't regret choosing me." Then, looking up with starry eyes, she adds in a whisper filled with devotion, "So… what would you like your Pawi to do first, my love?"