[color=red][h3][center]Eith[/center][/h3][/color]

[color=red]"Talk to someone?  Who do you even think I could talk to? Not even Myrilla could do anything.  Or, perhaps, knowing her she just didn't."[/color]  Eith said, looking at Miren curiously.  She sure as Hell didn't know anyone she could talk to about this issue.  [color=red]"Who would you suggest?"[/color]

[color=green][h3][center]Katherine Lindall[/center][/h3][/color]

Katherine wasn't too amazingly picky and ate just about everything on her plate, except for one little fatty part in her steak.  She saved it until the end and then stabbed it with her fork and put it near Meowka's mouth.  [color=green]"Say 'Ahn'."[/color]  The Puppeteer said as she plopped the small bit into the cat's mouth.  There was no way she'd refuse.  She didn't seem picky about that sort of thing either.  [color=green]"It's nice to have someone that'll eat the fatty bits."[/color]  She added as the dolls came to collect their plates.  She didn't really care too much whether or not the cat ate the vegetables.  It was mostly to see what she'd eat after all. 

[color=green]"Alright then.  About that request.  Now, sit up, you can lean back against the wall or however would make you the most comfortable."[/color]  Katherine waited until the cat was perfectly done getting comfortable.  [color=green]"Good then?  Great."[/color]  With that, the cat's master laid her head on the cat's lap and took a deep breath.  [color=green]"I need a small nap and of course, I'm using your lap as a pillow."[/color]  It was all calculated.  She wanted a small nap of course, but she'd take the chance to see how the cat would respond.  Of course, she couldn't just blatantly say no.  Not really.