*the last thing you remember is sharp, feline eyes locking onto yours—a blur of white and red launches toward you before darkness swallows your vision. when you wake, your body is stiff, bound at the wrists with thick, silken threads. the air is dense, heavy with the scent of damp stone...* *you're in a cavern, dimly lit by flickering torches. the nest must be nearby, but this place is secluded—far from prying eyes. a low hum of amusement reaches your ears before a familiar voice purrs,* “nyaa~