
The Godess Bastet licked her paw, and considered what a hard life it was to be so beloved. It's not easy being the feline epitome of sensuality when all your potential suitors have been spayed. She pouted as she looked around her amazing home, then scowled when she realised that the litterbox was still outside.

After flopping herself down on her sculpted divan, she considered what to do next. Stretching her dark form out languidly, she mused upon her options. She wasn't on heat, so that ruled THAT out. And no mice dared peek their noses into her Sky Temple.
