[b][i][u]Little Feather[/b][/i][/u]

Little Feather looked up at Kathy as she voiced the question that had run through her mind. [i]What on earth does she mean by time travel?[/i] 
She sighed heavily, she’d been doing so well at keeping up with people until this point. Lion lifted a paw in greeting as he was introduced, his ears flickered and he watched Liam curiously. Little Feather looked up at Kathy as she explained about costumes, her eyes instantly taking in what Kathy was wearing before she looked at Liam’s attire and then down at herself. “Well...these aren’t really that special...or fun...maybe I should try something like what you’re wearing?” Little Feather came to the conclusion. Lion tucked his nose into his leg his shoulders shaking as he hid his smiling features. 

[i]I think they are implying what you’re wearing is a costume Little one[/i] Lion purred at Little Feather nudging her headdress so it fell over her eyes. Her cheeks visibly flushed red she lifted her headdress back up and looked apologetically at the pair. “O-oh! You thought I was wearing a costume?” She queried, now looking embarrassed she frowned as more confusing words were said to her. [i]Anime? Comics?[/i] She glanced sidelong at Lion who shrugged his shoulders at her. “It sounds like fun, though I’m not sure what it’s all about...” Little Feather murmured, she looked at as Liam got to her feet and begun to squelch her way away from them. Her gaze switched to the retreating sun before returning to the back of the retreating Liam, she got to her feet brushing herself down she gave Kathy a shrug before following Liam inside, unsure exactly where she was leading them. “So have you been here long?” She asked Liam once she’d caught up with her. Lion lingered for a moment by Kathy before he trotted after Little Feather. 

[b][i][u]Crash[/b][/i][/u]

Crash wasn’t sure what to do with himself that afternoon after his eventful entrance into his room he’d done next to nothing for the rest of the afternoon. He slipped his I.D card into the back pocket of his jeans, having changed into a plain white T he pulled a black shirt on other the top of it, leaving it open and rolling his sleeves up to his elbows as he moved towards the door of his room. Still no sign of a roommate yet, he wasn’t sure if he was relieved or a little disappointed. He pushed the door open leaving his shirt undone for a more casual look, he reached back and pulled the door closed with a click. Before he moved off down the hall he didn’t have far to go before he reached Zivon’s door, he pulled his hand up and wrapped his knuckles against the door gently. “Hey Ziv, you in there?” Crash called turning his head slightly as he waited for a response.