A soft and raspy sigh left the grem's lips as she looked down at her worktable in disbelief. Papers everywhere in a tragic display of unorderly mayhem that she dare not let the others see. Good thing it was in her office out of all places and more or less out of the way entirely. For a brief moment, she thought about sitting down and tidying it up a bit here and there to make it at least a tad bit better. But all drive had been sucked out of her to be productive when it started raining just that morning. She hated the rain so much. People tracked mud into her parlor, it made her fur all matty, and worse of all it made her poor old joints ache something terrible.
She was lost in thought for a for moments before she was jerked out of her mind with someone calling her name from out in the lobby. One of the Mistresses showed up it sounded like. No doubt to give her another young grem to pretty up into what she desired and to fit her tastes a bit more.
Gamma puffed her chest a bit and took