[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/KDNoPCb.jpg[/img][/center] Maoin frowned as her attempt to diffuse the awkward tension - and seek a little ancient wisdom - failed. The rest of the trip was spent making sure her stubborn mistress and the idiotic land dragon didn't get into a fight and avoided any sort of real bloodshed. Thankfully, the only suffering that occurred was herself and her owner having to listen to Avaline's idiotic musings. How could Avaline ever hope to be as grand as Lady Sorcha? That simply wasn't possible. As the door opened though, Maoin found herself sniffing the air. Something tasty was cooking - and the kitten was curious about what was going on with the food. [color=darkslateblue]"Hey Lady Lightsword, wha-"[/color] The cat eyes narrowed as they found something on the counter - a spider web. Advancing into the room, Maoin quickly dusted it into oblivion. None of HER counters would have a web on them. Her eyes searched around for the culprit, but could find none. [color=darkslateblue]"... ehem. Sorry about that. Anyways, what is going on Lady Luna? Making something for your familiars? Want me to help?"[/color] The cat seemed to be curious, but had honestly not considered the fact that the Lightsword was also making food for her, a servant. Maoin began searching the counters to try and figure out what the knightess had been concocting so she could help finish her owner's meal, tail swishing back and forth behind her. Afterwards, she hoped to take a nap - though there was still plenty of time to go house shopping. [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/NPEcX6A.png[/img][/center] Meowka looked down in shame as her mistress basically listed and described how she fell utterly for the headmistresses trap and the blasted woman began to laugh at her. The cat didn't seem angry this time though as Livia made fun of her - this time she simply let the blood flow to her skin from slight embarrassment and averted her eyes from the failed seductress. Though as the prowler of the night contemplated her final statement - which seemed out of place - she blinked a couple times and let her leave the room, obviously in thought. Deep enough in thought that she didn't notice the teacup rising up behind her, pouring the still warm tea straight into her hair. For a few moments, the Headmistress had managed to get on her good side. Now though? [color=blue]"Underestimate, huh?"[/color] Now though? Now, she was pissed. Meowka grabbed the still floating tea cup and threw it like a stone against the desk candles, letting the fine china shatter on impact and the candles sprawl across the desk. Meowka puffed out her cheeks - but she wasn't satisfied yet with this bitch. Taking a couple books off the shelves, she threw them against the ground. The teapot? Meowka lifted it into the air, ready to smash it to pieces against the ground. Until she found her legs brought out from beneath her, cat sprawling to the ground and teapot safely landing in a dolls arms as the cat found herself once again in the position she was in when she first met her mistress, although in a much cuter dress and without pangs of hunger running through her stomach. [Color=blue]"H-hey! What's this about? Let me go, dolls!?"[/color] Meowka struggled against the dolls who held her down. [center][h3][color=wheat]Otille Kohler[/color][/h3][/center] [color=wheat]"I'm from Germany - you don't live too far away!"[/color] Scandinavia was just a little north then. [color=wheat]"I wish I could visit someday - I hear the old gods are still active up there - is that true?"[/color] It was obvious Otille was a little excited to hear something about a myth.