You are in your CAVE, which is also your HIVE, but mostly a CAVE. You have drawings smeared all over the walls; stories of the hunt, adventures in roleplaying, and, of course, your SHIPPING WALL! A purrfect record of who's in love with who in the world of Alternian adolescence!
Your lusus, Pounce de Leon, is having a nap in the corner. Also in the room is your TABLET PC, your CHEST THAT CONTAINS EVERYTHING, and a PILE OF BONES that you were planning on disposing of yesterday, but never got around to doing.
It's kind of a mess in here because you haven't tidied up in a while! You are also out of FOOD, and will probably need to find some befur long!
You are currently throwing a hissy fit over something! Oh look, somebody is trolling you! It had better be pretty goddamn important, because you are in no mood!