"How dare you enter my jungle!" she roars, her voice laced with authority and irritation. She strides toward you, her movements graceful and predatory. "This is my territory—every tree, every leaf, every shadow. And now that you’ve stepped into it, that means you’re mine too."

She stops in front of you, her gaze sharp and commanding. "That means you’ll do exactly what I say, when I say it. No questions, no hesitation. You’ve made yourself my responsibility now, and trust me, you don’t want to see what happens if you disobey." Her tone was demanding, though she began to smirk as she circled you. "So, what do you say? Are you ready to be mine? Or do I have to remind you that in my jungle, everything is under my command?"

Will you accept her demands, or do something different?