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You growl in the back of your throat, and bite at Lotor's hand that's hovering inches away from your face. He reels back and chuckles. "Now, now, little kitten. You mustn't be like that." he flicks your nose playfully and walks toward the door. "I'll come check on you tomorrow." the moment the door closes, you bow your head, the chain around your neck digging into your skin. "Hurry, Voltron... Please."