Sign!

You take a deep breath. You aren't sure who this contract was originally for, but it is in front of you now and available for you to sign.

And that is exactly what you do. With your left hand over the main text of the document to steady it, you bring the tip of the pen to the line across the bottom of the page. With the largest, fanciest writing you can muster, you sign your name:

Rosa❤️

The ink that the pen leaves glows a bright red which slowly fades as it dries, eventually settling into almost pure black when completely dry. When you put the pen down, a shudder runs down your spine. You aren't sure if you've signed your life away literally or figuratively, but either way you're sure that you've locked yourself into this position for the foreseeable future.

When your hands are clear of the paper it flutters several times before flying completely clear of the desk. You both watch as the contract loops and flaps through the air, seemingly carried by a breeze that doesn't extend beyond the paper itself. It flies over the cow-woman's head and falls behind and to her right, dropping straight into the waiting slot of a lockbox.

The receptionist notices the surprise on your face as she turns back to you. "Don't you worry, darling, that contract is safe in there. It'll get filed away once a copy is sent to Master Tholun." With a held breath then a satisfied sigh, she gets up from her chair and begins stepping around the desk. As she steps into full view, you see her legs for the first time. Your eyes linger there for a moment, beholding the fur on her legs and the hooves she has in place of regular feet.

She stops next to you, letting out another sigh before speaking up again. "Looks like you're all set, darling, I'll show you to Master Tholun's office."