It was with a particularly lazy movement that Lunise turned her head up and opened her eyes. "It is unbecoming of Hircine's champion to be indecisive," she said with a joking venom. She then buried her face in Meesei's fur and held her a little tighter. "Stay, you beautiful animal," her voice said beneath her tussled blonde hair.

Not a moment later, however, Lunise shoulders lifted and she sighed. "Listen to us. This island has overindulged us already..." She reluctantly rolled off Meesei's front and stood from the bed. A few faded lines down her back marked evidence of magically healed scratches, though there was no point at which Meesei remembered her expressing pain, specifically. She turned around as she stretched out each arm in the crook of her other arm's elbow. The older and much more noticeable scars on her leg came into full view, reassuring that whatever damage Meesei may have done, intentionally or unintentionally, was of no real consequence.

"Being true, I do not wish to put off letting mother know about your decision," Lunise said. "Though, she will try to persuade you otherwise. Perhaps, during a bath, we can discuss how to word it? The smell of your fur has grown on me, but I do not feel the need to imply any of our private activities."