An amazing commission drawn by CottonMusume of Ophelia and my recently adopted poodle who I have named Selene. <3


Canines are among the most popular species in the Empire and are often the most devoted staff anyone could ask for. Ophelia is no exception, working dutifully as the personal maid for Imperial nobility. But the noble in question is very unique herself.

Lady Selene is the picture of grace. A young female poodle with a snowy white coat and matching ringlets that bounce ever so gently with every motion. Her blue eyes gleam but these are not the first feature that one would see upon their first glimpse.

Her prosthetics tell the story.

Selene is a survivor. The wars that ravaged the planets before the Advent of the Empire reached their peak only mere years ago. Sadly, for Selene, help arrived too late. By no means was she the only survivor, but she had been wounded worse than any other that day. Now, living in the safety of the glorious Empire, she continues to live unhindered by the past. The combined efforts of two brilliant scientists created her new arms and legs, fully functional and not unlike a doll's own ball-jointed limbs. While she has buried her past, she feels a twinge of sadness knowing how cold her new hands must feel.

Ophelia wipes this sadness away in a heartbeat. Selene and Ophelia are nearly inseparable, the elegant poodle with limbs like a doll and her cocker spaniel maid, the latter gladly wearing her collar and delighting whenever the leash is attached. Ophelia asks nothing of her Lady, her Mistress. She loves her with all her heart.

Lady Selene feels the same, devoted to her loving maid with whom she can always be herself. Someone that will always listen to her troubles and will never betray her. Someone wonderful like Ophelia, who takes such pleasure in something as simple as headpats.

"I love you, Ophelia." <3