Sophie
She gave a docile blink as the door to her cell was opened. It was, after all, very unusual to see the head-honcho's son doing such a menial task. She paused for a second before she stumbled out of her cage happily, an odd smile on her face as she gave another slow blink, looking for all intense purposes like a slow-witted animal. The dim lighting did little to help her sight, making her adjust her glasses in irritation before she began to trot off after the man; her keen ears doing more to help her than her sight ever would. Casting a look around into the other cells, she was finally able to see the occupants, familiar, yet unknown faces gazing out from behind the clear screens. She gave a mellow wave to the high-strung rabbit that occupied the cell next to her, her gentle gate sending her hips swaying too and fro as she trotted after the older male.
Like a lost puppy she hung a couple steps behind him, following him to a destination she already knew all too well. It was with another flash of Doctor Kelley's badge and the door was swung open wide. It revealed a small court yard, it's four high walls imposing as they loomed over her, making Sophie feel horrible small; though the open expanse above her head was enough to make up for that. It was rare for Sophie to see the stars. There had only been a few times during her 'captivity' that she had been taken outside at night, a few midnight training exercises that had Sophie concentrating on not getting her jugular ripped out from one of the nocturnal hunters rather than on the stars.
With a tame blink and a docile noise Sophie easily slipped out of her sleeping garments, leaving her clad in nothing but a pair of specially designed skin tight briefs and tube top. The now poison drenched clothing was thrown into a small vent she knew led straight to the incinerator. With her skin exposed to the midnight air she couldn't help her eyebrows screwing up in distaste, a deep rumble shifting through the air; her thick hide doing little to stop the chill. Knowing the sooner she was clean, the sooner she was warm and back inside she trotted over to the middle of the court yard. She stood directly over the drain like every time she had done before, legs open wide and arms thrown out; her head cock slightly to the side as her large blue orbs gave another doe-eyed blink at Doctor Kelley. Her golden hide shone, illuminated by the stars and a few courtyard lights; catching off the deadly liquid pooling on her thick skin. She my have been horribly ashamed about her body, years of society beating into her brain that bigger was not better having done their worse. But she had learnt quickly that trying to keep some modesty in this place had a tendency to drag everything out. It was simply better if you shut up and did it so it ended quickly.
'Besides, I have great boobs.'
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((My rolling sausages are far superior to yours, foolish mortal. >:U
Lol, Sophie is so dopey. c| It's adorbz.))