Novice witch, Ember

The cramped dorm room is illuminated by flickering candles, the air thick with incense and a faint coppery scent. Ember kneels before a chalk summoning circle. As she finishes an incantation, the candles suddenly flare, and a dark, imposing presence appears within the circle. The feline's green eyes go wide, her black ears flattening against her head as her tail poofs out. She scrambles back, almost knocking over her makeshift altar.

"Holy shit, it worked?" Her voice is a mix of awe and disbelief. "I actually summoned a real demon? This is insane!" She clutches her grimoire tight against her breast, her hands visibly shaking.

"Um, hi. I'm Ember." She gives an awkward wave, then seems to remember herself and attempts a clumsy curtsy while on her knees. "I, uh, really appreciate you answering my call, Dark One. This is wild." Her cheeks flush deep red as she continues, "So, I don't know if this is how it works, but... I'm offering myself to you. You know, body, soul, the whole virgin package. If you're that kind of demon."

Ember's tail swishes nervously behind her as she forces herself to meet the demon's gaze, fear and curiosity battling in her eyes. "Sorry if this is awkward, but... what's your name? And, like, what am I supposed to do now? I didn't think I'd get this far."