[center][h3]~Gwynn, Maoin~[/h3]
Week 2, day Seven[/center]

    Saturday morning her owner had woken up early, preparing to go somewhere.  When Maoin asked her mistress where she was going and if she’d need help, the woman informed her familiar that she was to stay home, not follow, and to do whatever she wanted during the weekends.  The kitten was curious of course, but any line of questioning was quickly shut down and the black haired girl found herself waiting at home alone for the most part.

    After a few hours went by, the cat looked around the room to see if there was anything worth cleaning, but decided that everything was already sterile enough even with her standards.  She did a few things as she waited, including baking a cake for her mistress, sewing some clothes for her owner, and other small tasks that would make the mage’s life easier in other small ways.

    By evening though, the girl had run out of even the most mundane and insignificant things she could do, and settled herself down and simply waited.  Previously her owner had left for some time, but the girl was starting to feel very lonely as she curled up in her crate and closed her eyes, waiting.

    Eventually the cadence of her owner’s footsteps was heard outside, and looking outside it was around ten at night.  The black haired girl enthusiastically greeted her owner with a curtsy, offered various services, dinner, and other things but she was quickly shot down and ignored as her mistress simply plopped down on the bed after a few quick bites of food and fell asleep.

    The next day was the same business, with her mistress leaving at an incredibly early hour to go off to god knows where.  The kitten laid around for a few hours, the feelings of depression filling her.  The black haired girl wondered if her mistress was simply trying to abandon her or something like that … but after a short period of time she simply shook her head.  No, her owner had decided that she was worth something.  Maoin told herself it was simply loneliness.

    After much convincing herself, second guessing, and gathering courage the kitten dressed herself in the red dress her mistress had picked out and two matching red ribbons to go in her hair and near the end of her tail respectively.  Then she headed out to a local tavern that was specifically meant for familiars - no humans allowed.  That way there was no chance she’d end up misrepresenting her owner in the eyes of her fellow mages.

    The kitten didn’t really drink that much, and aside from ordering a small dinner at a table and watching the evening's activities didn’t engage that much with others.  Dancing, wrestling, mock duels and other things that the more rowdy portions of the population tended to be interested in.  Eventually though, she was pulled onto the dance floor by a taller tiger-girl with white hair for a few hours, and since they were both caught in a similar situation and their owners living in a same apartment complex headed back together and agreed to wait there together.

    When Gwynn walked in, she would probably notice a few things.  The door wasn’t already opening itself for her, that the kitchen was one degree more messy than clean, and that there was a tigress playfully licking a speck of food off Maoin’s cheek, tails wrapped together.  The black haired girl realized her owner had returned home when she looked away from the teasing familiar, and as her eyes rested on her owner Maoin blinked a few times before approaching nervously and giving a deep curtsey.

[color=darkslateblue]”... Um … hi mistress … w-would you like something to eat?”[/color]  This wasn’t a situation that had happened before, and the girl wasn’t sure how to handle it.  The longer she stood there, the more the blush would spread across her face.  The guest for her part seemed to be observing the situation, ears perked up on her head.

Gwynn, was exhausted. Aside from her various fuck ups, Cynthia made sure to barely even give her a half an hour of rest. She had to clean the entire house [i]again[/i]. Seriously, who the fuck cleaned that much?! Aside from Maoin, she didn't know anyone. Really, the place looked fine to her. Not to mention cooking, which, anything she cooked was promptly tossed out by Cynthia which was regarded as 'unfit for consumption by anything'. Like, jeez! She knew she was bad, but it couldn't have been [i]that[/i] bad! At least the brat, Fia didn't order her around, but urgh.

So, imagine her surprise when she walked home, and not only did Maoin not greet her in her usual fashion...she was with...another person. The blond looked from Maoin, to the Tiger, and then back to Maoin.

[color=8dc73f]"Oh...sorry, I must have the wrong dorm. You two have fun!"[/color] She turned on her heel, and started walking back out the door.

The kitten ran after her mistress, grabbing her hand in an attempt to keep her in the room.  The black haired girl’s blush spread as the implication of what her owner said got to her, but she tried to ignore it.  [color=darkslateblue]”... Mistress!?  T-this is your dorm.  We were just talking!  You look tired, so please don’t go back out.  Let me run a bath for you, or make you dinner, or ...”[/color]  Despite the friendly company, the girl had missed her owner and the bond between them.

The tigress for her part raised an eyebrow as her companion jumped at the other woman and approached the pair.  [b]”Maoin, this is your esteemed owner?  I am Tiaza, can I assume you are Lady Gwynn?  Can I ask why you are turning tail from your own den?”[/b]  For her part, the predator was wondering why the blonde was fleeing her own territory, as the two of them had really just been talking.  For the formalities of her speech though, there was a teasing tone although it was probably directed at the neko.

[color=8dc73f] "Hey, I'm fine! I was just stopping by for some drinking money, heh."[/color] Gwynn replied to Maoin and Tiaza, turning around. She placed a hand on the kittens shoulder, giving her a grin and wink. [color=8dc73f] "You, need to go have fun with your new friend there."[/color] She released the kitten, chuckling lightly to herself, seemingly intent on heading out of the room. [color=8dc73f] "So, you two have fun! Don't mind me...just uh, if you use the bed, clean it."[/color]

Maoin’s blush would have spread more if it was possible.  The kitten resisted for only a second before releasing her owner obediently, ears falling low and tail going between her legs.  Sure she’d have some company but … it just wasn’t the same.  She’d avoid admitting it, but she missed the ever irritating, frustrating, and somehow inspiring presence that was her owner.

The white tigress noticed her friends reaction to the situation, and quickly pounced twice across the floor until she was standing a few inches in front of Gwynn.  A finger poked the blonde’s nose, who would probably realize at this point the tiger was taller than her.  [b]”Your familiar is so innocent I’d be surprised if she knew how to have fun.  But based on what I’ve picked up, she’s certainly not against playing with you.”[/color]  Tiaza leaned forward, giving the noblewoman a lick on the cheek and a wink.  Maoin just buried her face in her hands, hiding herself from the world.  The tigress seemed to contemplate the taste of the golden haired girl for a second before nodding and dropping an innuendo.  [b]”I’ve gotta say Maoin, I can see why you enjoy running your tongue over her ...”[/color]

What was even happening? For a few seconds, Gwynn simply stood there, mouth agape trying to process the tiger's actions. A: she was pretty sure this tiger was 100% someone she'd like to get to know in a very friendly manner. B: She had just licked her. C: She was pretty sure she had also just hit on her. A small smirk crept over Gwynn's face, unable to contain obvious amusement at the situation, despite face being somewhat red from the rather aggressive attention from Tiaza.

[color=8dc73f] "Innocent? Maoin?"[/color] Gwynn replied with a light chuckle. [color=8dc73f] "Please, she just puts on that cute act in front of others."[/color] The implications of that would probably make Maoin die of embarrassment, but it'd be funny to see her reaction regardless. [color=8dc73f] "So...Tiaza, planning on staying?"[/color]

[color=darkslateblue]”Mi-”[/color]  The black haired girl tried to speak, but failed.  After a few more attempts, the flushed girl picked up the nearest object.  A spatula.  She put it in the sink, and started to clean it obsessively, scrubbing it with the full strength of her body, ears down, tail wagging, and face flushed deeply.

Tazia looked over at the black haired girl, smiled, then returned her eyes to the woman in front of her.  She seemed to be ready to say something, paused as her ears perked up, then pressed her body against Gwynn’s and wrapped the woman in a tight embrace, capturing her.  At this point, the noblewoman would probably realize the tigress wasn’t just tall, but also very strong.  [b]”A huntress chooses the prey, not the opposite.”[/color]  A lick found itself on the back of Gwynn’s neck, before the tigress pulled away with a teasing smile.  [b]”Besides, a far tastier treat awaits me at home!”[/color]

The white tiger walked up to Maoin normally, gave her a platonic hug, told the cat-girl to come by when she wanted, and started to make her way out the door.

Well, if there was one thing Gwynn liked, it was being this close to another person. And she had to admit,  Tiaza was certainly strong and...could probably go a few rounds, heh. That said, Gwynn wasn't about to let her leave so easily after teasing her so thoroughly. That, was just an insult to her ego and she wasn't going to have any of it.

[color=8dc73f] "And just where do you think you're going?"[/color] Gwynn said, standing in front of the door, a small smirk forming on her lips. [color=8dc73f] "You're right, a Huntress does chose her prey...just like a pirate likes going after a chest full of treasure. And heh, being a bit of a sea loving sailor that I am...I can't just let a gem like you just waltz out of here."[/color]

Gwynn was confident in her own physical strength though, and she was quite...intent on at least getting to know Tiaza a bit better, and unless Tiaza thought she could physically move Gwynn from in front of the door, Gwynn wasn't budging so easily.

The white eared girl gave off a brief smile, flexed her arms, and then pounced onto the blonde woman, knocking the pair of them out of the room and into a ball on the floor of the hallway.  The tigress gave Gwynn a lick on the cheek, a slight growl, and then bounced off to a room three doors down on the left before entering a door and slamming it behind herself.

The kitten for her part looked towards her mistress lying in the hallway, put down the items she was cleaning, and approached her owner with an extended hand.  [color=darkslateblue]”... are you alright, mistress …?”[/color]  It certainly was interesting to see another side of both Gwynn and Tiaza, although it was largely at her expense.

[color=8dc73f] "I think,"[/color] Gwynn rolled over, looking down the hallway where Tiaza disappeared into. She rested her head on the palm of one of her hands, and resting her elbow on the ground. [color=8dc73f] "I might go meet this 'more delicious treat' she was talking about later."[/color] She had half a mind to run after the tiger after that obvious display of affection but she didn't want to appear to forceful. Instead she simply tapped the fingers of her other hand against the ground, humming lightly.

What to do, then? She was definitely gonna pay her a visit later, heh...for now though, she looked up at Maoin, rolling back over and taking the hand she was offered and helped her to stand up.

[color=8dc73f] "I'm fine."[/color] Gwynn replied with a light chuckle. [color=8dc73f] "Tomorrow, I'm gonna go say hi to our new neighbor."[/color] She walked back into the room, yawning and stretching. She forgot just how tired she was...eh, maybe a bath sounded good. [color=8dc73f] "I'ma take a bath and go to bed. Urgh, I'm tired..."[/color]

The kitten grunted slightly as she helped her mistress up, nodding.  If her owner paid attention, she’d probably notice a brief frown before Maoin smiled again.  The black haired girl contemplated teasing the older woman about enjoying herself at St. Sappho, but remained silent on the issue.  [color=darkslateblue]”Of course mistress! If there’s anything else I can do for, please just ask.  There’s a cake in the cooling box that I made for you, if you’d like to eat something while you wait.”[/color]  

The kitten’s tail went over the front of her owner’s legs as she turned around, not really in an intentional manner but rather by accident.  Maoin was hoping to get at least a little attention that night of any sort, even being bossed around a bit.  But her owner was tired, and the kitten found herself cuddling against her recently cleaned and sleeping mistress thirty minutes later as she frowned slightly, wondering what was going on.