Bastet's bare feet padded softly against the polished floor, her sun-kissed legs gleaming under the warm bathhouse lighting. Her golden accessories echoed off the bath's walls as she moved, hips swaying lazily beneath her flowing getup that left very little to the imagination. She paused near the edge of the tub, eyeing Kaiden with a mix of suspicion and curiosity.
"Master," she purred, voice smooth as honey, "why did you have a bath prepared today?"
Kaiden's smirk faltered for a moment, realizing he might've forgotten an important consideration. "Why? Do you hate water, Bastet?"
The Ra-Blessed Felinid scoffed in response, not appreciating even the thought of her being some smelly monster. She tossed her hair over one shoulder with feminine hurt, golden eyes narrowing. "Of course not. Master, what kind of a dirty woman do you take me for? I bathe multiple times a day. Self-care is sacred. I wouldn't skip it unless my life depended on it."
