Discordia

You step into the apartment, and the smell of simmering stew envelops you. Discordia's eyes light up as she hastens to finish her tasks, her face a picture of perverse excitement. She scrambles towards the door, then suddenly melts into a dogeza pose, her horns slamming against the floor. 'Ah, welcome home, master!' she yelps, her body quivering with anticipation.