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It was hard to keep her eyes open.  After these weeks of travel, their little party would arrive in St. Sappho the next morning - or afternoon, if they took things slowly.  And now that their final battle was finished, the noblewoman found it increasingly difficult to remain on guard as they camped, or even stay awake long after the meal.

[color=gray]"Good Foxy ..."[/color]

The mage sat next to her familiar, rubbing the foxes ears and scratching just behind them in a way she knew - or at least thought she knew - Sly enjoyed.  Or at least tolerated.  Selvina let out a yawn as she did so, smiling up at her familiar.

The fox would by now probably understand that this combination of events meant her master was about to pass out - and soonenough, the mage tipped over slowly until she found herself leaning against Sly, head leaning on shoulder with her eyes shut tight.  The mage shivered a bit as she entered her slumber, unconsciously reaching for a blanket that wasn't there and snuggling it against herself.

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Luna was kicking out Lady Sorcha?  Maoin was a little surprised, but the dragon's reaction wasn't so great anyways.  It didn't take a genius to figure out that she was at minimum extremely frustrated.

This probably wasn't the time to ask her to take a bath again.

[color=darkslateblue]"Y-yes ma'am!"[/color]  Maoin nearly bolted out the door first, but previously Lady Sorcha had asked her to get ready for the night.  She was next to her belongings anyways, so the kitten grabbed the bag of items she'd purchased before trailing just a bit behind the dragoness.

The cat wasn't sure if it was a good time to breach the silence, or ask about what had happened.  But after a minute of silent walking she decided to might as well do something aside from allow the dragon to brood.  Lady Sorcha would feel an arm wrap sqeeze around her waist tightly as Maoin appeared in front of the taller woman's shoulder, walking close by.  [color=darkslateblue]"... hey mistress, are you alright?"[/color]  For a couple seconds the cat seemed uncertain before speaking again.  [color=darkslateblue]"If she's that irritating Lady Sorcha, would you like me to poison her?"[/color]

She was joking of course, but she tried to pass it off with as straight of a face as possible.

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Fia simply looked at the ground as Karia responded to the headmistress with a nod.  [b]"Yes headmistress, I understand."[/b]  Miss Livia was still her employer, after all.  Though there was one question.  [b]"I'm ... I'm still working on my studies though.  Will my hours be changing to suit Miss Fia more?  Will I still be in the dormitories?"[/b]  Aside from the typical technical questions that came with the position, Karia seemed happy with the position and wasn't too concerned about taking care of Livia's familiar.

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Meowka watched as the guest left, eyes tracing her mistress as she laid down on the bed next to her.  The cat listened as the dolls finally released her, staying in her spot for a couple of seconds before cuddling against Miss Katherine's side.  After a few moments, the mage would feel a couple nods and a few giggles as Meowka answered the puppeteer.  [color=blue]"Of course!  You should try it!"[/color]  For a couple of seconds Meowka pondered the image before realizing her obvious error and giggling even more at that.  [color=blue]"I-If you could!  I guess kittens are lucky in this, aren't we?"[/color]

For a few seconds Meowka fell quiet before kissing the puppeteer's cheek.  [color=blue]"And besides, you could drink."[/color]  Meowka paused for a moment.  [color=blue]"... are you a happy drunk at least?"[/color]  The image of her mistress laughing made the cat laugh just a bit more, smile crossing her face.

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A loan?  She wasn't sure the village could afford-

[color=wheat]"OW!"[/color]  Otille grabbed the part of her head where the wing had clipped her, recovering with her feel and wiping one of her eyes with her sleeve as they watered up instinctively.

The peasant looked at the dragon's path with a bit of fear, but the wyrm tamer soon brought the conversation back around.  She'd go with her!?  Yes!  [color=wheat]"Yeah, we totally could!"[/color]  Otille smiled at the knightess.  [color=wheat]"I'll stop by tomorrow then!"[/color]  For a couple of moments the woman stared at her new friend before averting her eyes back to Cocoa.

[color=wheat]"Yeah, but I don't want to trouble a dragon.  Even if this pretty knight has tamed her."[/color]  Shit, did she say that out loud?  Damn, she was too used to venting all her emotions to Cocoa when it was just them in the fields.  [color=wheat]"But um, yeah!  See ya tomorrow!  Come on, Cocoa!"[/color]

Unless Luna said something strange or contradictory, Otille would excuse herself with another wave and grab the cow's hand as they left the door.  Soon enough they were on their way back to the tavern, where the peasant looked over at the familiar.  [color=wheat]"S-sorry about that.  Wasn't expecting that to happen ... anyways, how's the new body?  You're pretty cute like this too!"[/color]

Though there was one thing.  [color=wheat]"Anything annoying you?  You're alright with the bell and clothes and everything?"[/color]