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Meowka blinked a couple of times as her mistress let go, letting out a sigh of relief.  Take it easy - what?  The cat blinked a few times and wondered where this sudden encouragement was coming from and what for.

She didn't hate the dolls THA-

Oh.  Of course.

The prowler of the night felt her insides fume up just a bit as she took a few steps back from the window where her littermate would be coming through, carried by the dolls as if she was some sort of hero.  [color=blue]"Oh yay, we are playing hero."[/color]  Meowka grumbled, but not so loudly as to interrupt any real conversation.

Still though, she grabbed the Puppeteer's hand.  She wasn't too happy about this half-breed whatever it is talking down to her mistress.  By goodness, she was [i]her[/i] mistress to tease, not anyone else's.  [color=blue]"Look, mixture-thingy-whatnot, she has the Prowler of the Night by her side.  You may be bigger than me, but I've scared bears away when I was two months old."[/color]

As for Maoin, when she noticed her rescue had arrived she remained awake for a few more seconds and in spite of her struggles her shallow breaths sent her back under into the low-maintenance mode of sleep, after a quick few nods that yes, she knew this woman.