You committed a crime against a monster girl and now face the consequences. From the moment your verdict was announced, you were yanked from the courtroom and hauled off to Monster Girls Prison – a maximum-security penitentiary teeming with dangerous monster girl inmates. The prison staff wasted no time stripping you of your belongings before issuing you an orange jumpsuit bearing your prison number on its back.

Milena (Catgirl | Guard): wickedly hissed about the surprises that awaited within these walls, her sadistic tone sending shivers down your spine.

"You'd best follow our orders if you value your life. And don't try to remove this bracelet, human."

She snapped a high-tech bracelet onto your wrist that served as both an identifier and tracking device monitored closely by guards. This small thing displayed personal details including your prison number, how long you will be in prison, and what crime you've committed.

"Don't even think about breaking any rules or we'll make sure you regret it. Now let's find you a new home, boy." she sneered while tapping her baton menacingly while convoying you to your new home - cell with monster girls.

Milena (Catgirl | Guard): her ears twitch at the comment; she can't help but smirk slightly "Oh, is that so? Well, you better hope it doesn't become a problem during your stay here." She pats your back roughly, guiding you to your new cell "You'll meet some interesting inmates on the way. Just remember who's in charge and don't cause any trouble."

Milena laughs, her breath tickling your ear as she does so. "Oh, don't worry, we'll take care of that. Trust me." She gives you one final warning glare before continuing to lead the way down the dimly lit hallway. "Now, this is Tora," she says, opening the cell door to reveal a muscular lioness curled up on her bedding. "She's been in here longer than anyone else."

Tora growls lowly at you before snorting loudly and shaking her head. "Don't mind him," she grunts to Milena, not even looking at you. "He's just a pathetic human who'll be gone soon enough." With that, she turns away from you, closing her eyes as if trying to ignore your presence completely.

Milena smirks at Tora's comment and gives you a knowing look before closing the cell door with a loud clang. She locks it in place, adding an extra layer of security for good measure. Finally, she turns to face you once more and pats your shoulder companionably. "Well then, I hope everything goes smoothly for you here." With that, she walks away, leaving you alone with your new cellmate and whatever else lies ahead in this strange new world known as Monster Girls Prison.

Tora grunts impatiently, her ears flicking in annoyance at your comment about the weapon in your pants. "If you're here to show off or cause trouble, just get it over with," she says bluntly. Her golden eyes narrow as she continues to study you with open disdain.

Tora growls at your excuse before shrugging her massive shoulders indifferently. "Whatever," she mutters under her breath as she continues to lie on her bedding, looking bored and unimpressed with your presence already.

Tora's eyes nearly bug out of her head as she sees your massive member flopping onto the floor. She can't help but stare in amazement, unable to tear her gaze away from the impressive sight. Even for a human, that's one big dick! Her cheeks flush red with embarrassment, and she quickly turns away, looking anywhere else except at you now. "A-a-ahem!" she clears her throat nervously before coughing into her fist. "I mean, don't bother me about that... just go get some air if you want..."

With an odd mix of fascination and disgust, Tora watches you as you move about the cell. "Don't... get too comfortable..." she mutters under her breath. "Or I might just have to teach you a lesson." Her golden eyes narrow dangerously before she turns away once more, deciding it's better not to engage with such an odd human any further.

Tora grunts in acknowledgment and nods towards the empty bed. "You can use that one," she says begrudgingly, pointing at the bed nearest to her own. "But don't get too comfortable." She curls up on her own bed, trying her best not to look at your impressive member as it bounces and swings with every move you make.

Tora lets out a small laugh before shaking her head. "I don't need to look," she says, though it's obvious she can't help but peek at your massive member anyway. Her eyes widen slightly, and she quickly looks away, pretending to busy herself with something else in the cell. "Just... don't expect me to envy that thing, human."

"You know," she continues as you begin massaging yourself, her curiosity getting the better of her, "some of the other girls would kill for a member like that..." Her voice trails off as she wonders if any of them would be willing to trade places with you right now. The thought makes her chuckle darkly.

Tora's curiosity gets the better of her, and she finds herself unable to resist taking another peek at your massive member. Her eyes widen further as it continues to grow in size, and she lets out a low whistle, impressed despite herself. "I still wouldn't trade places with you..." She mutters under her breath before turning away once more, deciding that she's seen enough for now.

As time passes, the two of you grow accustomed to sharing the small cell together. Tora continues to study her surroundings and plot ways to make your life here as miserable as possible, while you try your best not to anger the powerful lioness monster girl too much. Though occasionally, she'll sneak a glance at your impressive member, unable to deny its raw power and allure... even if she never admits it aloud.

"Well," Tora says finally, her voice harsh and accusing, "at least you'll have something to keep your mind off the pain when they come for their pound of flesh..." Her tail lashes back and forth angrily as she thinks about how unfair it all is. She knows that being in here with a human - especially one who seems so unafraid or unimpressed by her monstrous form - only serves to stoke the flames of her anger. Still, there's no escaping her fate... not yet.

Tora's ears twitch at the sound of your voice and she glances over at you warily. The anger in her eyes flickers briefly with curiosity, but she quickly schools her expression into a cold stare before replying sarcastically, "Oh, I can hardly wait." There is nothing but disdain lacing her words as she lies down on her bedding once more, turning her back to you as if to make it clear that she has no interest in whatever it is you might have to say or show.

Tora's breath hitches audibly as she feels your warm flesh brushing against her back, and her body tenses involuntarily at the contact. Her ears flatten against her head in an attempt to ignore what you're doing, but it only seems to make everything more intense for her. Part of her wants to tell you to stop; another part can't help but wonder how far this might go... and whether she might find some small satisfaction in causing you discomfort along the way.

With a soft growl that is equal parts anger and desire, Tora twists around to face you, narrowing her golden eyes angrily as they meet yours. "Fine," she snarls, "but don't expect me to enjoy it." Her tail lashes back and forth behind her like a whip, signalling her growing agitation and frustration with the situation.

Tora glares at you, her eyes flickering between your member and your face. With a low growl, she reaches out to cup one of your testicles in her palm, gently squeezing before moving further down to encircle the base of your shaft with her other hand. She starts stroking upwards, matching the movement to her angry breaths as if testing how far you'll let this go. Her golden eyes never leave yours, filled with a mixture of hatred and arousal that makes it difficult for either of you to think straight.

Tora grunts in annoyance as she feels you get harder under her touch, but she can't deny the primal satisfaction of having control over your body like this. Her ears flick back and forth, indicating her rising arousal as she carefully considers your request. Finally, with a mocking grin, she pulls away from you, licking her lips suggestively before leaning forward to take you into her mouth. She wraps her lips around the head of your member, suckling hungrily while simultaneously trying to drive you insane with pleasure and spite.

Her tail flicks wildly behind her as she begins bobbing her head up and down in rhythm with her actions, moaning obscenities into the back of your neck as if this is somehow hurting or humiliating you rather than satisfying her own desires. She uses every ounce of skill and power at her disposal

"Gah!" Tora coughs as you thrust your hips forward unexpectedly, forcing her to grip your member with one hand while she struggles not to choke on it. She glares up at you in anger, refusing to admit that this is anything close to enjoyable. "You're pathetic," she hisses between clenched teeth as she begins bobbing her head again, using the movement to grind her pelvis against your hip. Her other hand grips tightly at your side, nails digging into your skin as she tries to maintain some semblance of control over both you and herself.

Her tail lashes wildly behind her, slapping painfully against your legs with each powerful thrust. It's a sign of her mounting arousal and frustration, but also serves as a reminder that she is still very much in charge here, even if you may not realize

Tora's ears flatten against her head in frustration as she continues to struggle with your thrusts. With a sharp yelp, she pushes you away and rolls off the bed, landing on all fours between you and the door. Her tail whips angrily from side to side, lashing out at you again and again while her golden eyes glow with hatred. "Fine," she spits through clenched teeth, "if that's what you want..." With every word, her body tenses more tightly, prepared for whatever comes next in this twisted game of dominance they have found themselves playing within the confines of their cell.

With a sharp growl, Tora snaps her head back to glare up at you, eyes narrowed dangerously. She spreads her legs wider, presenting herself as an offering, daring you to try and make good on your threat. Her tail lashes harder than ever against the floor and the side of your cell, leaving behind visible marks that testify to her growing arousal despite her anger.

Her large muscles bunch and flex underneath her tawny fur as she waits for you to make the first move, prepared for anything in this strange dance between dominance and submission. It's a game she never intended to play, but here they are, both of them trapped within these prison walls with nothing left but their desires and their hatred.

As you loom over her, the only sound in the cell is the harsh rhythm of your breathing and the angry swishing of Tora'

Tora's nostrils flare slightly as she takes in your scent, her heart racing with a mixture of anger and desire. Her golden eyes meet yours, unblinking, for what feels like an eternity before she slowly lowers her head to wrap her powerful jaws around the base of your shaft. Her hot breath caresses your tender flesh as she begins moving up and down, taking more of you into her mouth with each downward thrust. She grips your hips tightly, using them for leverage as she bobs her head back and forth in rhythm, moaning obscenities around your throbbing member. Her tail continues to whip violently against the floor and walls of the cell, driving both of you deeper into this sensual frenzy where control and dominance mean nothing compared to the primitive need coursing through their veins.

Tora's ears flicker at your words, and she growls deeply in response as she feels you press deeper into her throat. Her eyes roll back slightly with pleasure as she focuses on the sensation of having you so deep inside of her mouth, drawing as much of you down her throat as possible while using every ounce of strength to keep from gagging. Her tail slaps against the floor in counterpoint to your thrusts, driving her faster and harder against your hips. Her warm breath washes over your sensitive flesh, sending shivers down your spine as she tries desperately to draw out this orgasm for as long as possible, reveling in the power she holds over you at this moment despite knowing that it won't last forever...

Tora's golden eyes widen at your demand, her breath catching in her throat momentarily as she envisions the image you've painted for her. Her muscles tense involuntarily beneath her fur, anticipating the change of position and the rough treatment she suspects will follow. Despite herself, a shiver of desire runs down her spine at the thought. "You wouldn't dare," she hisses between clenched teeth, her words laced with both anger and arousal. Her tail continues to lash wildly against anything within reach as her heart races faster in anticipation of what is yet to come.

Tora's ears flatten against her head as she's roughly spun around by you, the sudden movement causing a gasp of surprise to escape her lips before being cut off by your rough handling. Her golden eyes blaze with anger and desire, narrowing into slits as you force her hips upwards, exposing her most vulnerable flesh.

Her tail lashes out wildly, striking the bars of their cell in a display of frustration and arousal. She bites down on her lower lip, feeling the hot rush of blood pounding through her veins as she struggles to maintain control over this new situation while still trying to dominate you.

Her breath comes faster now, shallower, matching the rhythm of your thrusts as you begin jackhammering into her helpless body from behind. Her powerful legs tremble with effort as she tries not to collapse beneath you; instead, using every last

Her muscles strain and her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels you drive deeper and harder into her body with each thrust. The pain is exquisite, only heightened by the animalistic pleasure coursing through her veins. Her tail continues to swipe wildly behind her, the leather thong binding it biting into her flesh as she struggles for purchase in the air.

A sharp cry of mixed pain and ecstasy tears from her lips as she feels herself starting to lose control, her body arching helplessly beneath yours. Her golden eyes squeeze shut, tears streaming down her cheeks, unable to watch anymore as you take what you want from her in this savage display of dominance.

Her fingernails dig into your skin, leaving bloody furrows that only serve to heighten the sensation for both of you. The cell is a cacophony of harsh

Her mind reels with anger and humiliation as you issue your command, but it does little to stem the tide of pleasure surging through her body. With a primal scream that echoes off the cell walls, Tora obeys, shouting out your name loud enough for any creature unlucky enough to be nearby to hear. Her golden eyes fly open in fury as she continues to struggle against your hold, but deep down she knows she's lost this battle.

Her tail lashes harder than ever, the pain in her back now matched only by the aching pleasure between her legs. As you finally find your release within her body, a hoarse scream rips from her throat and echoes through the cell once more. The hot spurt of your seed fills her to the brim, triggering another wave of ecstasy that leaves her limp and panting on the cold floor.

For a

Her breath comes raggedly as she struggles to catch it, still not believing what just happened between them. Tora's golden eyes are filled with a mixture of anger and shame as she glances around the cell, looking for anything to focus on besides your smug expression and the lingering pain between her legs. When she finally manages to speak, her words come out choked and angry: "You won this round, human... but make no mistake, I will find a way to get back at you." Her tail gives one last, powerful lash before going limp against the floor, defeated.

The air between them grows heavy with tension once more, but it's tempered by the knowledge that neither of them are entirely free from their bonds quite yet. For now, they must simply endure each other until their captors see fit to intervene - or someone else does...

The thought of you being moved to another cell fills Tora with an odd mixture of relief and trepidation. On the one hand, she'll no longer have to endure your presence; on the other, she isn't sure how well she'd fare with another monster girl taking your place in here. Her golden eyes flicker toward you, unconsciously cataloging your every movement, before looking away again. "I suppose we'll just have to wait and see," she finally manages to say, her voice devoid of any emotion save for weariness.

Her tail lies limply against the floor as she turns her back toward you once more, staring fixedly at a tiny spot on the wall as if it holds all the answers she needs. The silence in the cell grows oppressive, and Tora feels herself beginning to shiver despite the warmth of the room. For now, there is nothing left but waiting

Tora sighs softly, her breath making the tiny hairs on the back of her neck stand up as it mixes with the cool air in the cell. She wonders what else there is to do besides staring at the wall until someone decides their fate. It's almost enough to make her wish she could just go back home, if only for a little while... but she knows that's not an option anymore. Her tail twitches restlessly against the floor as she fights off a yawn.

Eventually, her eyelids grow heavy and she drifts off into a fitful sleep, dreaming of escape and freedom from this prison cell. The sound of your breathing in the background only serves to emphasize how alone she truly is... for now.

Tora's ears perk up at the sound of your voice through the door, her eyes snapping open as she takes in her surroundings with renewed vigilance. Her tail lashes impatiently against the floor, and she bares her teeth in a display of annoyance as she realizes you're trying to move away from her.

"Well, aren't you just eager to leave?" she snarls under her breath. "Maybe someone else will keep you entertained." Her golden eyes narrow suspiciously as she listens for any reply from the other side of the door, daring you to respond.

The thought of you meeting other monster girls brings a frown to Tora's lips, but she suppresses the urge to comment further on it. Instead, she merely shrugs nonchalantly and says, "I guess they sometimes move us around." Her eyes flick back toward the door for a moment before returning to you. "Don't know what kind of 'interaction' you're looking for though," she adds with a sneer, somehow managing to make it sound suggestive despite her best efforts.

Her tail continues its restless movement against the floor, and she crosses her arms beneath her breasts, feeling irritated by your presence yet unable to look away. There's something about you that sets her teeth on edge, but at the same time... she can't help but wonder what it would be like to have you completely under her control again. It's a conflict that leaves her feeling both

Tora's ears twitch in irritation at your crude remark, but her face remains impassive as she narrows her golden eyes on you. "Why do you always have to be so disgusting?" she asks quietly, struggling to keep the anger from her voice. "Can't you just... say something nice for a change?" Her tail continues its restless movement, slapping against the floor in agitation as she wonders what it is about you that brings out this side of her.

Tora's eyes widen in surprise at your unexpectedly sincere words, her tail freezing mid-swish as she stares at you incredulously. For a moment, it almost seems like you've caught her off guard, but then the anger returns to her features and she grunts derisively. "Well, it's hardly my fault if you insist on seeing what isn't there," she says coldly, trying to regain some of the power she feels she lost when you called out her softness. Her golden eyes flicker back toward the door again before fixing on a spot on the wall, determined not to let you know how much your words have actually affected her.

The silence that falls between them is heavy and tense, and it takes every ounce of willpower Tora possesses not to lash out at you in response to the unwanted compliments. For now, she decides that

the best course of action is to ignore you and hope that whoever decides to let us out of this cell doesn't think it would be a good idea for us to share a space together anytime soon. She glances toward the door once more, hoping against hope that someone will come soon. But for now, there's nothing else she can do except endure your presence... and those unwanted compliments.

Tora rolls her eyes in annoyance and grunts noncommittally, refusing to give you the satisfaction of knowing that your words have at least some small effect on her. "It doesn't matter," she says dismissively, looking away from you once more as if lost in thought. Inside, however, she feels a strange mixture of anger and frustration at herself for allowing these feelings to surface. It only serves to fuel the hatred that burns within her, making it harder than ever for her to pretend like this situation doesn't bother her in some deep, fundamental way.

Her tail begins its restless movement against the floor again, this time with more vigor and purpose as she seeks some sort of release from the emotions churning within her. The cell might be small and confining, but at least it offers her an outlet for these feelings that seem to go deeper than any physical prison ever could...

Tora snorts derisively at your question, raising an eyebrow as she regards you with fresh skepticism. "You?" she asks incredulously, amusement laced through her voice. "What could someone like you possibly do to help me?" Her tail lashes against the floor more forcefully now, driven by the growing frustration within her. "I'd sooner believe in the existence of a benevolent goddess than trust some arrogant human who thinks they know everything."

Her golden eyes narrow on you, daring you to try and prove otherwise. The challenge hangs thickly in the air between them, and for a moment it seems as though she might actually welcome the opportunity to put you back in your place... if only it meant truly escaping this prison cell.

Tora's eyes flicker across your face, searching for any hint of sincerity in your words. For a moment, she considers letting you try to prove yourself... but then the anger and resentment flood back in, drowning out all other emotions. "Prove it," she growls through clenched teeth. "Tell me something I don't know."

Her tail swipes again, this time leaving a small scratch mark on the bars of their cell as her muscles strain to the limit beneath her fur. Her golden eyes narrow dangerously, daring you to refuse or fail this simple challenge.

You snort derisively and roll your eyes. "Fine," you say with a shake of your head. "I'll give it a shot, even though I doubt you'll believe me." You lean closer to her, lowering your voice so only she can hear. "There's a secret passageway behind one of the bookshelves in Cell B-23. If you manage to find it, you can escape this hellhole..."

Tora's ears perk up at your words, her expression instantly shifting to one of surprise and curiosity. She eyes you suspiciously for a moment before glancing around the cell again, thinking about whether or not she should trust what you've just said. Finally, she decides that it can't hurt to try.

"Alright," she says quietly, "I believe you." Her tail swishes excitedly against the floor now as adrenaline begins to course through her veins at the prospect of escape. With a determined look in her golden eyes, she asks, "Do you know where Cell B-23 is?"

Nodding to show she trusts your judgment, Tora follows you as you lead her through the dimly lit hallways of the prison. Her tail continues its excited swishing behind her, nearly brushing against walls and bars alike in her eagerness to find this secret passageway. As you approach Cell B-23, she gently nudges you forward, silently urging you to guide her toward it.

Finally, they stand before the bookshelf you'd mentioned earlier. Tora studies its surface for a moment, searching for any hidden mechanism or sign that might indicate the existence of a secret passageway. Her heart races faster as she wonders if this is really it... and then, suddenly, she spots it: a subtle difference in coloration along one of the shelves, where the wood seems slightly faded compared to the rest.

Her golden eyes widen with realization, and she

"This is it," she whispers hoarsely, pressing her hands against the faded section of wood. It feels cool and smooth beneath her fingers, unlike any of the rough or uneven textures she's experienced in the rest of the cellblock. Tora grunts as she strains to move it, putting all her strength behind her efforts to dislodge it from its hiding place. Finally, with a loud click, it gives way and swings inward, revealing a narrow passageway hidden behind it.

Her tail wags excitedly as she steps through the opening and into the darkness beyond. "Come on," she urges you, her voice filled with hope and determination. "This is our chance to escape." Together, they navigate the twists and turns of the secret passageway, their hearts racing with anticipation as they draw ever closer to freedom.

The narrow tunnel leads them deeper and deeper into the heart of the prison, away from the watchful eyes of their captors. As they run through the darkness, Tora can't help but feel a strange mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. She wonders what lies ahead for her and the human once they manage to escape this place... but for now, all that matters is putting as much distance between them and their captors as possible.

Her tail continues to swish impatiently behind her, eager to lead them toward freedom, even as she begins to wonder if everything really does depend on trusting this human who claims to know the way out...

Tora's thoughts are interrupted by the sound of footsteps approaching rapidly behind them. She glances back over her shoulder, her golden eyes wide with fear as she realizes they haven't quite made it far enough yet. Panic surges through her veins, and she turns to face you again, not trusting herself to speak just yet. Her tail lashes frantically against the floor, urging you to move faster.

Her words are sharp and desperate as she searches your eyes for some sign that you know what to do, but you only seem confused. The sound of footsteps grows louder with every passing second, echoing through the tunnel like a death knell. Tora bites her lip in frustration, unsure if it's better to try and lead you or just trust your instincts at this point...

Her decision is made for her when your grip on her shoulder tightens suddenly, and you pull her into an alcove hidden behind a stack of crates. They barely fit as they duck out of sight, pressing themselves against the cold, damp wall, their breath coming in ragged gasps. Through slits in the crates above them, they can see the guards racing past, clearly having lost their trail for now... but they're sure to double back any moment now. Tora's tail swishes anxiously

Tora eyes you warily as they wait, not quite trusting your decision to hide here yet but lacking any better ideas at the moment. Her tail flicks uncertainly behind her before coming to a rest against the floor. "We need to find another way out," she whispers urgently. "This is our only chance."

Her golden eyes dart around the alcove, searching for any other means of escape before she turns back to you, hopeful that perhaps you'll know what to do.

Tora's eyes widen in surprise at your offer, but she quickly regains her composure and shakes her head vigorously. "No," she says firmly, placing a hand on your shoulder to hold you back. "We can find another way. We need to stay together." Her tail swishes anxiously against the floor as she looks around again, searching for any means of escape that don't involve someone getting hurt.

The sound of footsteps growing nearer sends a shiver down her spine, and she feels a desperate urge to get out of there before they're discovered. "There must be another exit somewhere," she whispers, her voice filled with determination. "We just have to find it."

Her words are hardly reassuring as the sound of footsteps grows louder and louder. Tora's heart races faster, panic beginning to bubble up inside her. With a last, desperate glance around the alcove, she decides there's nothing else they can do but hope that their captors will lose them for good this time. Her tail swishes furiously behind her as she prays silently for a miracle.

Tora's eyes dart back and forth between you and the sound of approaching footsteps. "Hang on," she breathes through clenched teeth, her fists tightening into useless knots at her sides. As the noise grows closer, a sudden plan forms in her mind. She looks up at you with determination, deciding that she won't let anyone else die for this cause. "You stay here," she whispers urgently, pushing you gently but firmly back into the alcove. "I'll draw them off and meet you at the exit." Before you can protest, she spins around and sprints silently down the tunnel in the opposite direction, disappearing from sight as quickly as she came.

Your heart pounds in your chest as the sound of her retreating footsteps fades into the distance. You know that if anyone else finds Tora, they'll be able to escape for sure

Tora tears down the tunnel, her heart racing and her golden eyes darting left and right as she searches desperately for a way out. She knows that every second counts, that you're depending on her to lead the guards astray so that both of you can escape this hellhole once and for all. Her tail lashes wildly behind her, propelling her forward with all the strength she can muster.

Around another corner, she spots a door marked "EMERGENCY EXIT" in faded red lettering. With a renewed burst of energy, Tora pushes it open and sprints down the dimly lit stairwell beyond. The stairs lead her deeper underground, further from the grasp of their captors, and she allows herself a moment to hope that this might be the end of their nightmare.

Finally, she reaches the bottom of the stairwell and

emerges into a narrow alleyway. The sky above her is gray and cloudy, casting a somber light over the grimy brick walls and discarded trash that litter the ground. She takes a moment to catch her breath, her chest heaving as she wipes sweat from her brow with the back of her arm.

A loud crash echoes through the alleyway, drawing her attention back toward the prison. With a sigh, she realizes that you must have drawn the guards away successfully. A surge of gratitude washes over her as she imagines what could have happened if you hadn't made such a selfless decision.

Cautiously, Tora peeks around the corner of the alleyway, keeping herself hidden from view just in case any of their captors happen to be looking this way. Her tail swishes nervously behind her as she scans the area for anything that might help

Tora spots what appears to be an abandoned dumpster not far from where she's hiding. It might just give her enough cover to sneak closer to the exit without being seen... but she should go now, before any more guards arrive on the scene. Taking a deep breath, she dashes across the alleyway and dives behind the dumpster, using it for cover as she scuttles forward like a crab until she reaches the street leading away from the prison.

Her tail lashes anxiously against the pavement as she keeps an eye on her surroundings, watching for any sign of pursuit. The sounds of shouting and footsteps grow fainter in the distance, but Tora knows that they could return at any moment. She can only hope that you managed to escape just as successfully as she did...

Tora hears the sound of something large crashing into the dumpster beside her and tenses instinctively, but then she feels a weight land heavily on top of it as well. Her golden eyes narrow suspiciously as she peers over the edge to see you climb out from the refuse, unharmed. She studies your face for a moment, still unsure whether or not she can trust you completely... but relief and gratitude wash over her nonetheless at having made it this far.

"Come on," she whispers, gesturing for you to follow her. "We need to lose them before they realize we've escaped." With a last glance back toward the prison, Tora darts down the street, her tail swishing anxiously as she urges you to keep up.