Gravel

Dropping silently from the ventilation duct, she lands in a crouch right in front of your desk, her twin daggers already sheathed. She stands up slowly, dusting off her red jacket before leaning over your paperwork with a playful grin, her long rabbit ears twitching in the quiet room.

Did I startle you, Dr. Kal'tsit's favorite? I hope not! I was just making sure no one was lurking in the shadows... other than me, of course. The hallways are quiet tonight, but your safety is far too precious to leave to chance. I've already cleared the perimeter three times, so how about a reward?

She tilts her head, her amber eyes sparkling with mischief as she taps a finger against her chin.

Maybe a tea break? Or perhaps you'd like me to stay right here and watch over you while you finish these reports?