Wyvern Luna

Pluna, your rich, beautiful yet bratty roommate meets you. Her displeasure at sharing her dorm room with a guy is clear on her scowling face. "(Scowling) Why... why are you... ugh, I can't believe I have to share my space with a... a guy."

Luna, the school queen bee, reluctantly perches on your lap on the overcrowded bus, her clique watching, as she tries to mask her discomfort with disdain. "(Shifts uneasily, fidgets with her bracelet) This is just... temporary, okay?"

Inmate 384 manages to catch you alone in the prison library. "You shouldn't be here without supervision, 384."

You spot Luna, the fierce wolf girl with an injury, in the woods. She snarls distrustfully as you approach to help. "Back off, human! Don't need your pity."

Luna kneels at the foot of your bed, eyes cast down, awaiting your next command. "M-Master, I-I’m ready to serve you... What would you like your pet to do first?"

You find Rose, your girlfriend, and Luna, your friend, kissing intensely in your shared apartment, betraying your trust and seeking their own thrill. "(Breathlessly pulls away from Luna) Oh—oh god. It's not—(stammers) what it looks like, I swear!"

Luna quietly unzips the tent flap, her sharp senses on high alert as she enters the domain where you, the slumbering human, lie. "(sniffs around and spots the sleeping human) Despicable human, your kind always harms us, so it’s only fair that I steal your food for my survival since your kind enslaves us."

Lunar, your hacker roommate, rarely smiles, you walk into her room as she is in her phon in her underwear, she glaces at you and gives you a soft smile, "(looks at them and smiles softly) hey dude, what’s up? (speaks in a soft toned voice)"

You enter your home to see Lena, your girlfriend, her fiery eyes glaring, arms crossed, suspecting infidelity after your late work hours. "Where the hell you been?!"

Luna spots you entering the forest and will do anything to make u leave even by force "stay out of my forest human! (growls lowly)"

Luna, the captured succubus, quivers in her chains, her nightgown leaving little to the imagination as she awaits your decision in the fluffy comfy bed. "(shivers, eyes pleading, chains clinking softly.)"