[i] - Little Feather - [/i]

Little Feather cast her eye to the floor as she listened to Dani's comment, she pushed a lock of her hair behind her ear glancing back up at him. "Perhaps in the archery range...though I wasn't permitted to use a bow or any other weapon technically, before you know" She told the purple haired boy. "We're not very good around...guns" She offered in explanation, she had no idea what he meant by 'stereotypes' so left his question unanswered, smiling in an apologetic manner. She nodded her head in agreement with Dani's comment about Seven, she had to admit she thought of the bakeneko in a fond way...even if their meeting hadn't been perfect so to say, she refused to entertain the memory. 

She felt guilty for leaving the group so quickly but she figured she could apologize when she returned.Right now however she found herself in a rather strange predicament, in her desperation to replace her 'mask' she had practically pleaded Leroy to help her. Even though she was aware of his ability, she shuffled from foot to foot as she heard him release a low whistle. Her cheeks were undoubtedly flushed beneath the protective hand she currently held across her face. She watched his facial expression carefully, unable to hide the anxiety in her own, though she felt a rather mixed reaction as his smile broadened he looked genuinely happy about her request...it was unexpected. "T-thank you!" She stuttered out, a small waver of relief passing through her at the knowledge she would be back to normal soon.

She cast her gaze at the floor whilst he looked around for somewhere they could go, she took a few deep breaths to calm her nerves. [i]Of all the times Sacqui, how could you have forgotten it?[/i] She chastised herself, yes it had just been her and Lion in the beach hut earlier but what if her roommate had walked in? It was still a foolish thing to forget...She returned her attention to Leroy lifting her seaweed green eyes she looked in the direction he was gesturing. [i]Thank goodness...[/i] She looked back at Leroy with a small smile before nodding in agreement, her head tilted to the side as he laughed and...attempted to reassure her? 

"Erm...Ok" She responded to him her eyebrows twitching up in a questioning manner, the term clueless would have fitted in with the current expression she held even with her hand covering half of her face it was plain as anything she wasn't entirely sure what he was implying. She glanced down at his hand as he offered it to her, listening to what he had to say though her gaze was rather fixated on his open palm. She looked up at him curiously as he stated she could 'choose' an emotion noting the warm smile she reached out and took his hand without further hesitation. Perhaps somewhere in her mind she questioned the way he had been looking at her, but it was quickly pushed aside as she took a step towards the secluded location he had pointed out holding onto his hand to make sure he knew she was sure about it all.

"It's not my place to speak about other peoples abilities, you don't have to worry. Even Lion doesn't know about it" Little Feather murmured to Leroy, she seemed less anxious now she had a hold of his hand though it wasn't as comforting as Lion's thick mane it was something. She kept her other hand over the bridge of her nose, of course her arm would start to ache soon. Then taking the initiative she begun to move over to the secluded spot he had pointed out, hopefully taking him with her she could feel Lion's gaze drilling into her back as she worked but she chose to ignore it. "Thank you for this" She told him in a low voice, rather glad he hadn't merely ridiculed her for getting so worked up about 5 colored lines. 

It only took them a moment (If Leroy followed) to get to the secluded area, Little Feather hesitantly released the artist's hand if she was still gripping it "I'm not entirely sure how this works...if you wouldn't mind could you tell me a bit more about your ability?" She asked him either when he reached her or straight off the bat. She was rather eager to be out of everyones view at this moment so she shuffled into the secluded space to take cover behind the decorative foliage, judging from the layout this required her to lower herself down, instead of crouching however she simply tucked her legs underneath her and knelt down, awaiting Leroy's answer and attempting to work up the courage to remove her hand from her face by herself. 

[i] - Lion - [/i] 

Lion purred his appreciation at being petted by Garden, the large beast flicked his tail happily across the floor, watching the little kitten with wise blue eyes. The Lion listened to the small kittens mewls, his ears flickering as he looked up at Garden, upon hearing the small feline refer to her as Flower. [i]Her names Garden little one, Princess Garden if you would like be precise...though I doubt she'd mind being called flower[/i] He mewled lightly at the kitten, tilting his head on the side he cast his glance at Little Feather as she conversed with a boy he had not met...she seemed to know him...he looked back at Garden as he heard her speak thinking her to be a mind reader with her impeccably tiemd mentioning of food. He produced a strange purring rumble from his throat as if trying to chuckle as the kitten repeated his nickname. [i]Yes you are now known as Furrball because you're a fluffy kitty[/i] Lion grumbled softly at the kitten, lifting his jowels in a grin as the fluffball ran over to him and rubbed itself against his leg. He reckoned the little feline was about the same size as one of his battleship sized feet...which was positively adorable! 

He turned his head as he heard yet another familiar voice, he gave the bakeneko his best lion-ish grin. [i] Hello Seven, good to see you again[/i] He greeted him with a friendly rumble, feeling rather like a feline magnet at this moment in time. He glanced down at the kitten nuzzling its head with tip of his nose before shifting his gaze back to Seven, he lifted the ridge above his eye momentarily at the circus cat deciding he wasn't comfortable with the way he watched the kitten it made his 'Papa Lion' instincts kick in, he curled his tail around his side flicking the tip across the ground. [i]A long while...because his hunter would have to deal with a rather angry lion first[/i] Lion grumbled at the bakeneko with a small grumble, though his tone had not been threatening it was uncertain whether the lion was jesting or issuing Seven a indirect warning. Lion tilted his head to the side as Sunflower was hoisted up by the circus feline and licked, he nodded as he was poked. Feeling his gaze lift once more to seek out Little Feather he could smell her nearby but he could no longer see her or her friend, he simply shook his head and returned his attention to his feline friends. 

[i]Seven, do you know why we were called here?[/i] Lion mewled glancing over his shoulder as he bumped into something he realized he had caused a young girl to spill her drink into her lap, he shifted out of the way moving his head so she could see him he purred at her trying to offer an apology before his watchful eyes sought out Sunflower once more, making sure he was safe.