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... head pats?  Maoin looked up towards her mistress, a wave of relief washing over her as she was steadied.  She pouted a bit as her words were brought up again and her eyes widened she was told to run laps.  Of course, that idea was quickly discarded which made the kitten let out a sigh of relief.

Ultimately she explained the circumstances surrounding the chimera - not why she left, but where she went, how she was attacked and her failed attempt to escape, what the chimera did and her description, the venom, the anti-venom, and the sudden tiredness she felt from the cure.  Cats were fairly vulnerable to poison - even some flowers made her sick, so it didn't surprise the servant that she was having such a bad reaction to this.  It took a couple of minutes to finish explaining as the kitten had to continuously stop to catch her breath.  [color=darkslateblue]"... and Miss Katherine's dolls brought me out here ..."[/color]

Maoin let out a yawn before taking a couple of steps towards her owner and somewhat slumping against the powerful woman - this was a nice and safe spot.  It was at this point the cat really noticed a new voice in the group - a simple glance revealing a snake-like creature.  The kitten frowned, but based on how Lady Sorcha was reacting it couldn't be anything too bad.

[color=darkslateblue]"Y-you can go ahead ... and eat.  I'm not feeling hungry ..."[/color]  The cat at this point slumped harder against Lady Sorcha's warmth, closing her eyes as she latched her arms around the dragon's stomach so that she'd remain close.  [color=darkslateblue]"If you need anything don't be afraid to wake ... wake me up ..."[/color]  Oh, it was probably important to ask her if she needed anything now.  Might have been why she approached in the first place.  [color=darkslateblue]"Any orders, Mistress Dragon?"[/color]

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Meowka frowned as everything went well with the littermate.  Damn, she had been hoping for some entertainment there.  Her attention quickly returned to the Puppeteer as she was patted on the head.  [color=blue]"F-food?  Sweet cheeks, why do you always threaten my stomach!?  You were calling me a good kitten not too long ago, and now you are saying you won't feed me!"[/color]  The cat let out a sigh.  [color=blue]"Anyways, you wanna sit down here?  I call your lap, by the way.  Its my throne, the throne of the prowler of the night!"[/color]

The cat seemed to have an odd sort of excitement about lap time which was probably simultaneously strange and adorable.