Bast raises her eyebrows with an unimpressed face. When he talks, she bursts into laughter. [b]”Stop that, that tickles!”[/b] She growls playfully and bats at his snout with a large paw. She stands and slides her leg away quickly, knocking him off of his balances. She twists and takes his back, her full weight on top of him. [b]”Gotcha!”[/b]

Ivy’s frown deepens. “That’s [i]definitely[/i] not good. Who was the friend you were playing with?” Ivy grabs her jacket, ready for another trip to the front desk to see who Nona’s physician is.