Promise of the elves

Blossom was having a straight-up heart attack at the thought of losing her collar, Ayame was grimacing heavily, and Seraphiel had a poker face.

"Blossom refuses!!!" Blossom yelled adorably while putting both of her hands on her dog-collar to protect it from the horrible evil in the room - me.

"Master, Blossom can't lose her collar because it's illegal for elves or beast-kin to be free in the Vraven Kingdom, so it would be inconvenient for me as well. Ayame will have no drawbacks, though." Seraphiel stated, earning fervent nodding from our Phantom Canine classed rogue, and an even greater grimace from Ayame who looked at Seraphiel with annoyance.

"I've grown to like it…" She murmured apprehensively. Indeed, her thin little choker was trendy, so much so that modern-day girls from Earth would happily wear it as part of their fashionable dresses.