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The kitten looked up as she was instructed to do so, the still remaining flush running across her cheeks and somehow becoming even more intense as she realized everyone in the tavern would notice.  She ... she hadn't been meaning to look at the legs!  The cat's eyes looked into those of her mistress, although the next suggestion made any sort of mental process stop.

[color=darkslateblue]"Mis-Mistre-"[/color]

The kitten simply continued looking into the eyes of her mistress, saying something without sound coming out.  She tried to speak again, but her voice box failed her as her ears twitched and tail swished back and forth as the music continued to play, totally embarrassed by this whole circumstance.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed Tazia trying very hard not to laugh, along with one or two more members of the crowd.  Unable to form words, the kitten simply pulled herself closer in the dance and buried her face into her mistress' shoulder, hoping her black strands of hair would be sufficient to hide her embarrassment.