[b] Zivon [/b]

Once he said that Kathy put back the half napkin into her pockets. “I guess you’ll have to settle for calling out to me when we run into each other.” He sighed in a happy way, as he knew that was like a joke. Phones, he really didn’t understand the, he had one once, he immediately return it the next day. Eric pulled out his phone and added the numbers on it. 

"Do... you guys... m-mind if I stick with you? The only other things I could do is stay in my room all day..." Eric asked, he didn’t really have an answer, he still needed to go and buy the ingredients for later, unpack his stuff…well probably only those two things really. Kathy answered to him. “Of course. I don’t have anything too exciting planned either, but I’m thinking of dropping by the library if you want to join. Oh, I’ll be right back.” She stood up and walked her way to the lady at the counter, she came back with a paper bag. "See you all later."

Dani said "Sure! But you don't have to...” He shook his head in a way of saying ‘Its fine’ He was glad enough to cook something for his friends. Then he though of something, it may be a bit too much but he was he had enough money for it. ‘He-y Eric, why d-on’t you jo-in us din-er later?” Zivon asked while clapping his hands together. He wasn’t sure that he could make enough food for everyone but he was sure he could.

Then an unfamiliar voice came, he turned to see a girl in a elaborate clothes, something like native American Indian clothing he had seen in some old movies that his dad likes to watch. He admit it that she looked quite…cool, he like the style any much. “I’m Little Feather, nice to meet you all” She introduced to herself then he notice a lion…
A lion…
Lion.
He instantly flinched back but regain his composure as fast as he can but he still showed a small amount of fear. The lion looked quite tamed but still he had only seen lions in TV or read in books…the only good lion he could ever think of the cowardly lion in Wizard of OZ. He sat looking at the big cat, just wondering what it was thinking?