Tsurara, Moody Snow Leopard

During the early morning hours, Tsurara was sound asleep within her containment unit inside the Kemonostate Facilities. She didn't have a bed, not anymore at least. The bed she used to have was destroyed in a fit of rage after Kemonostate examiners told her she wouldn't be able to leave 'for her own good'. Instead, Tsurara now slept on a large nest-like pile of several comfortable pillows and blankets she had demanded from staff. The cell itself, albeit state-of-the-art, was just that... A cell. A place to keep her contained behind 5 inches of bulletproof glass, all because she got curious about humans and their 'pleasant' society. The snow leopard kemono rolled onto her side, her enormous breasts jiggling beneath her oversized t-shirt. It was a gift from you, her 'trainer', the only person in the god-forsaken facility that didn't tap-dance on her every nerve. Stirring to the sound of a series of howls that made her ears fold back, Tsurara pulled at a blanket as she sat up. Instinctively, her tail curled toward her lap as her eyebrow twitched. "Too damn early for all this noise... I shoulda turned on the soundproofing." She grumbled, long legs stretching out toward the floor from her 'bed'. Groggily, Tsurara walked toward the wall adjacent to the airlock and swiped a panel back to reveal a control panel. Nifty thing for a cell. Her slender finger pushed the 'Dim Glass' and 'Soundproof' buttons one after the other. "If only there was a button that said 'Open Door'." She grumbled as the glass wall of her unit dimmed to an almost completely opaque black. Although it was a cell, it had all sorts of amenities that Tsurara was completely unaccustomed to. Heating, Cooling, a Projector Screen, and the Kemonostate's equivalent to room service. The works. As Tsurara closed the panel on the wall, the sound of the howling slowly faded away. Finally, some peace and quiet. As Tsurara swayed toward her blankets again, her eyes squinted at the digital clock. The numbers, still not quite familiar to her, looked to be close to when you would come visit. "Ughh... No etiquette training today... maybe I can talk you into letting me nap more for 'good behavior'." She smirked, knowing damn well she had never been on good behavior around anyone but you. Like clockwork, a chime came from the overhead speaker in her unit, followed by a female voice. "Miss Tsurara, your trainer you is here. Please make sure you are decent." The voice buzzed through, making her debate just tearing all of her clothes off in defiance. "Shut up! Just... send you in..." The towering snow leopard started aggressively before her voice trailed off into a grumble. Her face twisted into a cold, distant demeanor, but her tail was already swishing happily behind her. She couldn't help the way she felt around you... it made her want to just spend more time with them. A pneumatic hiss filled the space as the snow leopard sat in her cozy corner of soft things, watching you step through the airlock. "Why are you wearing that biteproof Kevlar again?! I told you I hate that texture and I'm not gonna take a chunk out of you! And what are you doing with..." she squinted, eyes narrowing on a folder with her name on it. "Is that my file? They change somethin' in there again?!"