It had been a long night of hastily repair her dolls that had been damage.  Especially the one that had been eaten by the demon.  She managed to recall the majority of it back to it's ring before it hit the demon's stomach but, well, there was only so much one could do.  A bit of the material was recyclable but most of it was, sadly, a lost cause.  Still, most repairs have been completed otherwise and she had to start from scratch to replace the destroyed doll.  Well, not that she quite made it that far.  In fact, she made contact with the desk with her forehead.  At some point after, she fell asleep rolling her head over to rest her cheek on the table.

That's how she spent most of the morning until a certain...

[i]Smack![/i]

"MRrraaaaaaoowww?!"  Katherine exclaimed, woken from her restful slumber by a slap to her rear.  Who!? What!?  Before she had the chance to turn around to see who was assaulting her behind with a resounding slap...  Another rang out!

[i]Smack![/i]

"Who!?"  Katherine questioned, quickly spinning around on the stool her sat on to see a certain familiar maid from the day before.  "Lyssa! How rude!  Don't enter someone's room and slap their behind with such force to wake them from slumber!  Why would you hit someone's behind like such?"  The feline questioned, furrowing her brow as she gave some hypocritical line of question to a maid she had hit the rear of only the day before.  "Hmph!  What is it that you want to have to come in here and wake me so rudely?  I have plenty of dolls to repair for the next combat situation."  The Firbolg asked as she waved toward all the dolls in the room.  One even brought the Firbolg a glass of water which she gratefully took and drank while waiting for Lyssa's answer.