*Commissioned, not drawn by me.

After many long moments of growling at the door where her jailer had just appeared she looks down to the little crumpled man. Delicately she'd pluck him up from the ground with her claws and cradle him in her paws. Holding him close to her large snout with nostrils as large as his head inhaling his scent. He'd weakly open his eyes and look to her yellow reptilian-like eyes asking her a question. She informs him of her decision, but is she telling the truth?

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