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The kitten's eyes widened slightly as the dragoness didn't respond at first, instead putting her under a literal wing and resting with her for a few moments in a comforting manner.  She cried.  A lot.  After a few minutes of resting though, the dragoness gave her a slight bump on the head before engaging a more serious conversation.

Find ... a new master?  No other master could create her again, or share the depth of experiences with her that her owner had from spending a year around her.  She hadn't had another person hit her, kiss her, and rely on her like her lady.  There hadn't been another person who she built ice castles with on a frozen lake, played with on tired days, or ... solve their differences with.

And she didn't love anyone else.  Gwynn obviously wasn't obligated to love her back, but wouldn't it be wrong to find another master while she had feelings for another, feelings that surely wouldn't go away?  Outside of love, their was still the loyalty she felt towards the very woman who had left without saying goodbye.  No matter how frustrated with this entire fiasco, she couldn't be angry with her for any length of time.

Even if she did manage to find someone else that she liked, why would they rather pick a stray up off the street when they could instead summon their own cat, or go after something powerful like a dragon?  Lady Sorcha despite all her wisdom would never understand the experience of being weak or unwanted.  People would die to claim her as their own.

The kitten's eyes looked upwards towards the dragoness as she requested help, using one of her arms to wipe the tears from her face.  [color=darkslateblue]"... Yes, Lady Sorcha ..."[/color]  Maoin's demeanor about the entire conversation could be considered a combination between doubt and frustration.

Soon enough, the dragoness' armor was removed, and the kitten helped her over to the lake where she stopped at the edge.  The scream for her to preserve her life was still there ... it just wasn't as loud.  [color=darkslateblue]"... do you regret ... not going after them ...?"[/color]