Mokuren frowned, wondering if Skyra was having some sort of cat-fit. Maybe it was a furball? Mokuren's tail swished in an axious manner as she turned red, and then started making a loud, and strange noise that Mokuren would never have associated with laughter. But then, she wouldn't really associate much noise with laughter, she wasn't that good when it came to the associate game, especially when it came to anything in the realm of mirth. Eventually, however, Skyra recovered from her catty fit, and spoke, while wiping tears away from her eyes. Very cute eyes, Mokuren thought, much like the rest of her.

"Ahh, yes. What is a sword, without the strength to wield it? What is a gun, without the skill to aim" Mokuren exclaimed, again missing the point. "I like your tiny twerp look. It makes you, you. And suits you very well, your whole twerpiness is good, like a bird with feathers. Or, a cat with a tail" Mokuren rather babbled, before being hugged. Then, while having Skyra's body pressed against her own, was the time for her own strange and rather worried noise.
"Err, umm, baa..." She couldn't really find words for this huge wave of happy, friendly, kitty emotion coming from the woman. It was, to much for her. Error, error, system can not compute, shut-down imminent. Or so she would have said, if she was a computer. If she was a computer, her eyes would have turned blue, with writing scrawled across them, but she was a fox, so she simply stayed very still and squealed softly.