"It was a non-issue until adolescence. And then, it..." Rajani paused for a long moment, the first clear falter in her businesslike answering of the questions. Her gaze had fixed on the plum of her manicured fingernails without her really thinking about it, talking to her hands folded neatly in her lap rather than at the doctor. It was considered proper for a slave to avoid looking too directly at a master uninvited, after all. "I am sure you understand the impulses to run and hunt and feed that go with the change. The hormones of a young lady do not improve such wild behaviour, I can assure you. It was not tolerated."
Nevermind that both were entirely natural processes over which her own control had been very limited.