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Selvina rolled her eyes as the Fox commented on starving to death. "Look, there's food in the closet you know. You can make yourself a sandwich." The mage was capable of even doing that without a servant, and sometimes it was too rainy to go out on days when she needed to study to make her As into A+. "Anyways, I'm going now." The mage left the apartment, closing the door behind her.

She wondered how the fox was going to plan and mess with her today.

Fia watched the hydra start playing with the doll and let out a relaxed breath, especially since Livia seemed to encourage it. The crimson haired girl muttered a thanks to the headmistress under her breath as she continued to sort the files, starting to make some headway into the next stack.

Although another thought popped into her mind as she did so. "... Livia ... new servant ...?" Not that she necessarily needed or wanted one, but the headmistress had tried to get her to boss the girl who just left around at least a little. And it was possible the woman would want a replacement.

Meowka contemplated the idea of avoiding the whole 'violence nonsense' for a moment. Then her fist flew straight into Gwynn's face. She hissed for a moment before stopping herself midway through throwing the second one and instead pushing the pirate up against a nearby wall. "Ronat. Is. Dead."

It hurt a little to say it, but that was the truth. "We couldn't afford medicine to cure her illness. It wasn't even that expensive." The cat was seething with anger. "I'm sure you are glad that you convinced your fucking parents not allow her in the family you bitch." She considered restarting the fight there, but the lesbian nymph's words ran through her mind and she stopped herself. Besides, Ronat had spoken well of Gwynn and wouldn't want to see her dead.

Of course, she had another person to talk with. "Anyways, where is my littermate? That insufferable kitten? I have business with her as well." Meowka's fists were clenched and she had violence written in her eyes.

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Selvina nodded, then found herself remembering the date as well. Oh no, she needed to hurry!

Luckily she had read up on manuals for makeup and such and although she hadn't purchased any hopefully she'd at least be able to- as her head looked up into the mirror she noticed that there was some pretty Asian characters written on her cheek. Frankly, they looked beautiful although she had no idea what they said. "... I ... I didn't know you were into calligraphy ..." Perhaps the fox had been intending to help her out with a little beatification that came form her culture? "... thanks, I guess ...?"

That actually was a useful skill. Though as she looked into the mirror she realized it was likely going to be a bad idea to let the fox wander around all day. "Hmmm ... I don't expect you to be a maid, but you need to learn at least a few skills useful for serving me. I'd like you to stay inside here for today and practice something that you'd think would be useful for me - I just expect you to tell me what it was when I get back." She'd been relatively good so she'd earned a little autonomy. Perhaps she'd buy a larger house here and hire another servant if things changed, but for now she was a noble lady who needed at least a little attending to.

As she ran around the room and got herself ready the mage threw on a new set of robes and finished tidying her hair as she prepared to leave the apartment. "I'll get you some nice food from that restaurant again if you do well, alright Sly?"

The Phoenix looked over the hydra as she seemed to examine the paperwork for a few moments, and then declare both herself and the work she did boring. Fia looked towards Ritsa with a slightly agitated look before realizing this may be a blessing in disguise.

"... yes ... paperwork boring ..." It wasn't a lie exactly. But a bit more explanation would probably help. "... have to help Livia with it ..." Especially after taking the previous day off the sheets were stacked fairly high. Truthfully the headmistress would likely be a little overwhelmed if she went away. Or she'd be forced to hire a new worker that could be less than trustworthy.

"... me boring ... maybe ...?" Fia wasn't exactly sure how to answer that question. She was being boring at the moment, at least. But was she boring as a person?

Either way, it was clear this girl needed some other form of entertainment or else she'd keep on being bugged by her. The crimson haired girl pointed at the doll that always hid in a certain crevice in the office. "... you could play .... with doll ...? It even moves ..." Now that it was pointed out, the object would likely be clear to Ritsa.

She hoped Livia would think that was clever enough to not be upset with her choosing to not take care of the beast.

Meowka listened to the other woman list of her titles. 'The Puppeteer' sounded like something she expected and sounded appropriate for the way she behaved. But 'Nymphomaniac Lesbian' made the cat chuckle a bit.

Mistress Katherine' though?

The thought made the cat pause mentally for a moment. Ronat had been her mistress beforehand, and even though the two were generally informal Meowka still thought of her as such. Thinking of another taking that position made the cat feel a little sick ...

... but then again she had been ordered to move on, probably the only serious order she had ever received. Even if she'd never be a maid she was this woman's familiar. And the mage had promised to take care of her seemed to intend to treat her like some luxurious pet.

The next subject made her blood keep boiling. Sure, she'd tell her new mistress about the situation. Maybe the archwizard would help. "Ronat died in my arms from an easily cured disease that we couldn't afford the medicine for. Her dying breaths were spent on the very fucking cousin that convinced her parents that she should not be invited to the family because of some play time rivalry."

Meowka's voice went cold. "Mistress Katherine, the moment I deliver Ronat's message I am going to tell that woman off and beat the ever living shit out of her." She had problems with her littermate Maoin as well, but this was a one step at a time issue. "Ronat would be disappointed in me if I killed her, so I'll try not to."

It seemed that Katherine's earlier order about 'don't spill blood' was being taken in a minimal sense.

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Aislinn's eyes widened as suddenly she was tackled and claimed as the 'spoils' by this strange girl. For a few seconds the native considered wanting a rematch - this had surely been bad luck - but she sighed and shook her head. No, she really needed to finish gathering food and return to the cavern. It was a strange thing for her to have to be responsible. "I'm sorry, I really need to get back to gathering." The girl seemed really upset by the thought of abandoning this new stranger until a thought popped into her mind. "You could come along while I gather and tell me how you did that though! The ball moved midair!" Is seemed that the native was fairly curious about that.

It also seemed the fact that this other girl was laying on top of her was really not registering.

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The mage raised an eyebrow towards the fox and nodded. That made since - if there was an imperfection with her appearance the fox could just transform again and it would be gone. She actually felt a little jealous. Of course, she could be trained to help her out but the offer of a massage took Selvina back. "... a massage ...? It was obvious she was still waking up as she yawned and brought the comb in her hair a few times just to get rid of the worst tangles. "... yeah. Thank you, Sly ..." The noble adjusted their nightgown so the shoulder straps wouldn't get in the way of her dress and used her right arm to make sure it was still propped up.

Maybe her initial impression of the familiar was wrong, or she was happy after having a bit of free time the previous night? If she kept up this ... comparably good ... behavior she'd find a nice reward, but the mage had no idea what exactly she could be given. It wasn't a great massage, but then again the fox had been locked in a cage for the past thousand years or so. The mage simply allowed herself to press against the hands though and let out a sigh of satisfaction - if she ever returned to her father's estate she would be able to order the servants there to give her better ones every day, but this was certainly better than nothing.

Taken a liking to her? Fia shot Livia a look of protest as her feelings became apparent through the bond. Hadn't it been obvious that she had only passed the teddy-bear off to get rid of the Hydra? As Gwynn left the door though the fire haired girl resigned herself and realized that the headmistress was trying to get her to meet new people. Especially happy, overly excited idiots. It's not that the girl was evil or anything but ... despite being the same age, the phoenix sensed that this girl hadn't been through anything like herself. She didn't hate the girl, but how were they supposed to relate. What were they supposed to 'play' together anyways?

Of course if she told the girl off she assumed that Livia would be angry with her, and after how nice the headmistress was the previous day ... with a sigh Fia decided to be a bit diplomatic as she crawled back over to the various stacks of paper on the floor as she started to shift her hands through them. "... I'm ... busy with these ..."

She seemed to shuffle through various stacks of paper and gradually divided piles into subpiles. "... sort based on ... priority ... type ... alphabet ... signatures ..." For once the phoenix was glad that she had so much paperwork. "... I'll finish around ... six ... eight at night ...?" Livia would sense she became more relaxed as she wasn't required to play some silly games with her outside.

"I ... I promise I won't." The night prowler seemed upset to say that, but it was important she at least got the contents of the message across before she beat the ever living shit out of that goddamn bitch. The mage would sense the remaining violence in their bond, although she would sense that it was far more controlled than before.

As she looked at the motion to follow the cat walked by the archwizard's side, surprised at how heavy a complete set of newer clothes seemed. This archwizard was being fairly nice to her though. But ... "Hey, Archwizard. You got a title or something?" She expected something like 'Vesulurxa the Grand Doll Master' but would probably let the wizard state what was going on herself.

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The mage continued to snore for a while as her face was being drawn on by her familiar, but eventually the brush caused her to sniff slightly as she began to stir and get up. Her eyes gradually opened as she looked around the room for a moment, seeing the fox right in front of her.

Based on the sun it would be time to get to class soon. Groggily she reached forward and gave Sly a quick pat on the head as thanks before heading to the bathroom and sitting on the stool with a yawn and a small stretch. For a moment she seemed like she was about to look in the mirror and start combing her own hair, but instead she gave a single glance over to her familiar and signaled her to come over with a movement of her head.

She wasn't expected to be a maid, but even the most proud servant would be expected to have some bonding time with their owner each day. "Thanks for waking me up. Anyways, I'd like you to do my hair for me ..." Yawn. "... alright ...?" It was rather apparent that if Selvina decided to take care of it herself the tattoo would likely be easily seen.

The kitten's demeanor became lest satisfied as the affection came to an end, the cat stretching out a little before realizing Lady Sorcha needed her assistance. Maoin walked over quickly as she let out a small yawn. "Lady Sorcha, please allow me." The cat gave her owner a quick massage on the shoulders and started to strap the armor onto the powerful dragon. After doing a once over the kitten seemed satisfied before letting off a stretch and looking once more at the bed longlingly. She was still tired from the previous night, and at least would like a nap while they flew together.

No, she should start getting ready for the day. Weren't they going out? The cat grabbed herself some clothes and headed into the bathroom to start changing.

Fia watched the excited Ritsa practically bolt in her direction before sitting down in front of her. The initial charge caused a small shiver to go down the crimson haired girl's spine, but the hydra's peaceful demeanor soon dispelled that belief. She seemed excited at least. The phoenix seemed content to continue the silence though as she forced out a smile in turn and tilted her head in a curious manner as if to indicate that Ritsa should be the one talking first.

The child was distracting her from the conversation Livia was having - someone had to watch her after all, right?

The cat felt a sharp pain run across her head as she woke up, grabbing it and letting out a slight hiss as she looked around for the perpetrator. Soon enough though her new mistress was looking at her and speaking however, and as the other woman described their plans for the day Meowka nodded. See that bitch? Wonder around? Teach class?

Well, she wasn't sure what she would be doing teaching, so that was an obvious no. And wondering around seemed like fun, but she'd done a lot of that in the past few weeks. Delivering a message to Gwynn though meant she would finish the final order Ronat gave her AND the opportunity to sock the woman that led to her poverty and death across the face. Then probably a kick to the crotch. Hopefully a bit more beating on the ground after that.

"Seeing Gwynn sounds fun. Might as well get this over with." The cat found her message, but the seething anger in her voice was very, very obvious. Kathrine would feel a little violence fill their bond as the night prowler stared into empty space in a bit of contemplation.

"I'll return here and nap afterwards. And then you pamper me with collar and foods." It wasn't so much a question as a complete statement of fact. It seemed the cat expected quite the royal treatment.

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Aislinn was unable to change her trajectory midair, and despite trying to shift herself out of the way the ball only ended up hitting her butt as she landed on the ground, moved her arms around in an attempt to balance, and fell the to ground rather spectacularly in a soliloquy of failure. The brighter haired native let out a small pout as she managed to regain her feet and approached the taller figure. "Fine. You won." It seemed that the girl was rather disappointed, but she wouldn't let it completely destroy her mood.

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Selvina had enjoyed the coffee the fox had brought her - it seemed to have a slightly strong taste of a different sort, but being focused on her studies the mage continued to read until eventually she felt sleepy and went to bed. The fox would see her snoring softly, resting her head on a single pillow and cuddling another one in her arms as she murmured something about needing to study more. It was probably a mild nightmare as she rolled over as if avoiding whatever what going through her mind at the moment.

As the fox watched, she would see the mage pull her sheets up to remain warmer as she continued to snooze.

Maoin's eyes fluttered open mid speech as she had to move her head away from whatever was smothering her to take a few short breaths. The affection however caused the cat to meow happily a few times as she rested her head against one of the comfortable pillows before rubbing back slightly as she closed her eyes and simply seemed to enjoy the attention. "Meeeeeeewwww." Lady Sorcha would feel Maoin's cheek rubbing against her neck as the kitten's ear twitched beneath her nose.

Fia had a great time the previous day - Livia had really meant it when she said she would spend the entire day with her. The two of them went around to various stalls, booths, and even a quick ride or two which left the crimson haired girl laughing most of the time. She pushed back a few thoughts in the back of her mind that were clearly bothering her as they returned home.

There was one change in the office though. Rather than sitting behind the couch, the familiar had transferred her working space to be closer to the headmistress and instead sorted files behind the desk - still on the floor but close enough to the headmistress that her head was within touching distance. She seemed to be humming happily as she worked, setting another set of files on the side and deciding to take a break as someone new entered the room. Livia would feel a curious presence fill her as she peered around the desk and noticed Gwynn standing there.

"... servant back ...?" She hadn't really used her personal servant - it was a strange thought - but maybe having someone around wouldn't be that bad for when Livia was busy? Still though, her voice was quiet enough that Gwynn wasn't likely to hear - after all, she wasn't very good for the job.

Then her eyes shifted over towards the sea creature sitting on the couch - Ritsa, right? Fia gave the hydra a smile and wave, not sure exactly what the fin was meant to be used for but believing it had likely been a kind gift.

Katherine would wake up to the cat sleeping next to her, cuddling her arm for warmth and breathing quietly as she gripped on tighter. A few nibbles would follow as the girl was likely eating something in her dreams, but it was slight rather than being actually painful. "... fish ... more fish ..."

It seemed the meal from the previous day had left an impression on the cat.

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Aislinn watched as she bounded onto the branch with a confident smile as Delphi clearly was surprised. She wouldn't able to catch it in time and she-

What? The pink haired girl watched the ball almost straight up turn as it avoided the other girl despite there being no wind. How did one do that!? "T-That's not fair!?" Before she could protest further though, the ball was flying back in her direction and the rabbit was forced to jump backwards in order to be in an appropriate position to catch it. With a huff she landed on the ground. If this woman could just redirect the ball, how was she supposed to win?

This time the native leapt forward instead, flying straight at the woman to give herself and the ball extra momentum as she tossed it with a spin. Aislinn's flight would send her just above the woman and some ten feet behind her as she breathed heavily.

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Maoin’s ears dropped further as her m- Lady Gwynn berated her, though she was happy that she was at least allowed to be in close.  She was upset she had disappointed Lady Gwynn, she knew she had another master, and maybe she shouldn’t miss her of all people.  But the cat knew the truth that existed in her stomach: she still loved Lady Gwynn.

Lady Gwynn would a hand grab her butt as Maoin used her other one to push her head down for a kiss.  Her hands were positioned in the exact manner her former mistress liked, and despite it probably not being necessary her blood was boiling.
 
As soon as that affair was finished after a few seconds, the cat hissed at the other woman before speaking.  ”Well if your master wants a date, then I’m sure the coward can show up themselves.  Now stop being rude and interrupting our dance.”  The cat saw the dance still going around them though and others staring at them however, and needed to think of a way to not awkwardly get them off the dance floor or get this woman to bugger off.
 
Gwynn, had not expected another kiss so soon. Especially from Maoin this time, with the kitten suddenly getting quite aggressive.
 
"Heh," The fox grinned, flashing the Kitten a set of sharp canine teeth. "Coward? No, my master is simply busy…unlike you, cat. Perhaps you should return to the dragon you cower beneath, hmm?~" She chuckled darkly before turning her head back towards Gwynn.
 
"Hey now, that was uncalled for." Gwynn said with a frown
 
"But it’s the truth, isn't it?" The fox replied with a confident smirk. "And this is hardly a dance any more, cat. If you couldn't tell your partner wasn't even enjoying themselves."
 
"T-that’s-!" Gwynn wanted to deny it, she honestly did, but she couldn't find the words to do so. Not that the fox gave her a chance.
 
"Tsk, I don't have much time left, but she would like to meet you tomorrow afternoon after classes."
 
Maoin gave the fox a dangerous look.  If the fox had been a bit less aggressive, the kitten would have probably felt guilty about Lady Sorcha.  But … but had Lady Gwynn really not been having a good time?  She looked up towards her former mistress.
 
She was probably just tripping over her words, right?  She seemed like she was into the kiss at least.  ”I hope you don’t flash your teeth like that when your head is in your master’s crotch.  I think the tongue is a far more effective weapon.”
 
"Eeeeh? My master doesn't know the pleasure, nor will she ever." The fox gave Maoin a dangerous look. "But perhaps this little kitten would like to be hunted by a fox?" With a small roll of her eyes and a look over to Gwynn, the fox continued. "Not that it's any of your business anyways, you washed up familiar. Will you go or not, human? My master will likely send me again should you decline. Might as well make this easier on the both of us.
 
Maoin at this point started to lean forward a bit, but decided not to fight at the fox’s eye roll.  Was she going to tell the fox to be quiet and shut up?  For a second the familiar considered doing so, but despite her attitude problems the black eared thing was likely just following the orders of whatever cowardly master she stood beside.
 
Letting out a sigh she looked towards Lady Gwynn with a slight grin - not a hostile one, but simply one that had a little confidence behind it.  Her prior mistress wasn’t the sort to admire someone who would send their familiar to speak for them anyways, right?
 
Gwynn frowned, unsure of what to do here. On one hand, Maoin. On the other hand…she kinda wanted to meet this person just so she could see who exactly had the audacity to call her out like this.

"…where exactly would she want to meet?"
 
Maoin’s face dropped a little bit as Lady Gwynn showed her interest, but she forced the smile to stay on her face.  ”And perhaps the name of your mistress would be appreciated as well.”
 
"Selvina Maegirpris Zaberuch or something." Fox said with a small smile. "I do believe you may know someone with a similar name already though…"
 
The kitten’s ears perked up in complete confusion.  What?  Was that … Swen’s sister?  Did the Prince even have a sister?  She’d done research on the family, of course.  Perhaps they were just posing as one of the family members?
 
For a few seconds Maoin debated what to do before giving Lady Gwynn a smile, grabbing her hand with a slight squeeze, and shaking her head slightly.  The fox’s ears would pick up on anything spoken, but hopefully the communication would be subtle enough that after a year her former owner would be able to figure out that this wasn’t a good idea.
 
Something was going on here, and Gwynn didn't like it. She didn't need Maoin to tell her that. Gwynn pulled her hand away from the Kitten, taking an aggressive step towards the fox. She knew that name, certainly. It had been the name of the guy she had previously been engaged to.

Did he have a sister or something? Either way, this was shady as hell.

"That so, fox?" Gwynn replied. "Aye, I know someone by that name…and he's a he and I don't think he has any sisters so who exactly is this person?"

"That is the name they wish to introduce themselves under, and that is all I can say." The fox replied with an impatient frown. "Will you meet or not? I only have so long to myself after this. Thirty minutes to be exact, so don't waste my time."
 
Maoin frowned slightly as her hand was pulled away, but let out a sigh of relief as Lady Gwynn didn’t fall for the trap.  Her ears were a little down, but she decided to let her lady finish the conversation at this point.
 
On one hand, this still had fishy written all over it. On another hand, she legitimately liked Swen and this might be bad for him as well as her and his family. If someone was going around pretending to be them for whatever reason…she should at least do something about it, right?

Besides, Swen might be in trouble, and aside from Luna and Lyssa, Swen was the only other person she sort of remotely liked here.

"Alright, where will we be meeting then?" Gwynn asked.

"There's a fountain in a square not far from here."

"…that one, eh? I know of it." That was too much of a coincidence. "Alright, I'll go tomorrow."

"Oh good, I might actually be able to get that coffee my master wanted now. I'll be leaving then. Bye, and try not to have a heart attack you failure of a kitten. Sigh…such an overworked fox I am…" With that, the Fox poofed back into her fox form, trotting off the stage and out the doors before anyone could stop her.
 
Maoin let out a sigh of relief as the fox left, looking over at Lady Gwynn with some concern.  The fountain had been the place they met originally … perhaps this was some sort of secret message?  Looking back up towards her lady she gave her a smile which gradually dropped into a frown.  ”... strange …”  By this point the two of them had largely moved off the stage, and the kitten let out a slight sigh as she placed her hands into the other ladies.
 
”I …”  Maoin really wanted to finish their original conversation, but a simple look at Lady Gwynn suggested that she was probably about to implode from all the drama.  ”... you look stressed, and I do have the night off.”  The kitten followed the sigh with a slightly seductive wink as she pulled the other woman closer.  ”This tongue hasn’t lapped anything tasty in quite a while either.  Maybe we can benefit each other?”  The cat took one of her hands and placed it against Lady Gwynn’s neck, trailing them down her chest and stomach and stopping right at the line of her pants.
 
Gwynn blinked, definitely not minding the touch. Seeing the kitten as aggressive as this was…well, it would have been honestly refreshing before all of this happened really, but…Gywnn had something else she had to do. Stressed? Maybe. Honestly, she was just tired though. Gwynn couldn't help but to instinctively reach behind Maoin's head, giving her a few soft pats before pushing her away.

"Sorry, Maoin…" Gwynn said, looking over to Ritsa who was holding a plate in front of her. "But I should get home…I am tired and I uh, still gotta make sure Ritsa is alright." With a frown, Gwynn started to leave.
 
Maoin grabbed Lady Gwynn’s wrist after a moment.  She was a little surprised that she was being so responsible, but she needed to know something.  ”I - I don’t know when I’ll have time off again, but could we spend some more time together?”  She really didn’t want to sound desperate, and she knew that the noblewoman would have likely been perfectly happy to have her disappear off the face of the world.  But they still had things to talk about and …
 
The kitten gulped, a little apprehensive about the move she just made.
 
Gwynn pulled her wrist roughly out of Maoin's grasp.

"…Maybe sometime tomorrow or the next day." Gwynn said with a sigh, though she didn't turn to face Maoin. "I've gotta meet Livia soon though..." Gwynn walked back over to the table, retrieving her hat and patting Ritsa on the head.
 
Gwynn thought about mentioning the festival, but decided against it.
 
Unfortunately, that was one of Maoin’s first thoughts as soon as she recovered from Lady Gwynn jerking her wrist away.  ”I’m not sure if I’ll have those days off, but how about the festival?  Could I have you for it?”  No self respecting master would force their familiar to work on the night of a celebration, after all.
 
“Maybe." Gwynn replied simply, turning to Ritsa who was hanging onto Gwynn's pants now. The poor thing looked like it was about to fall asleep.
 
Maoin watched Lady Gwynn leave, a frown creasing across her face as she did so.  What … what had she done wrong?  She’d done everything she liked, hadn’t she?  It wasn’t a no, was it?  But …
 
… when Maoin returned back to Luna’s place, she saw the two of them sleeping on the bed together.  This was really the first time she thought about Sorcha again, wasn’t it?  Hadn’t she promised to dance with her … she hadn’t thought of the dragon the entire time she spent with Lady Gwynn, had she?  Guilt washed over the cat as she realized that when she had been thinking of her mistress, it wasn’t her face that popped into her mind.
 
And she deserved better, didn’t she?  Wasn’t she supposed to be a servant of the top class, completely and utterly dedicated?
 
The kitten gulped and hoped the dragon didn’t see her pour a generous amount of drink into a glass as she stood in the kitchen area.

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Maoin sensed Lady Gwynn's hesitation after she asked, and prepared herself for a no. As her former mistress spoke up and patted her on the head though and took charge, the cat's demeanor shifted immediately as a smile crossed her face and her ears perked upwards. The two of them danced for a couple of minutes to a high paced happy tune with many spins and a lot of movement, the two using the other to steady themselves as they went around and around again in circles. The kitten was a natural dancer with her sense of balance, but her lady had fought in the past and had her own ways to avoid falling over. When all was said and done, the cat was breathing heavily and somewhat dizzy from the entire affair, still holding onto her partner for support and laughing at the silliness of it all. Lady Gwynn probably wasn't doing much better.

The next song though was far slower - the tune was a familiar one - the one that had been played when she had confessed. Her feet started naturally moving to the tune before she realized what it was, but when she finally realized what was bothering her the ears dropped low and her cheeks started to feel wet.

Lady Gwynn would feel a slight thump in her chest as the kitten pulled herself closer for this one. She probably shouldn't say what she was thinking. It was a horrible idea. She'd think she hadn't done any progress, she wouldn't want her back, she'd only be left once again, she was supposed to belong to another. And yet she said it anyways.

"I really missed you." It would be apparent to the other woman that the kitten was trying to be strong, but a slight shaking would reveal that she was sobbing a little.

Fia nodded towards the headmistress and approached the table as Livia gave her a slight nudge forwards, looking at the cards themselves. The crimson haired girl reached her hands out as if awaiting instruction. "Reach your hand out and draw whatever you like."

With a nervous gulp the girl found herself drawing three cards. "Flip them over in whatever order you like, dearie." The Mystic gave Fia an encouraging smile, but the phoenix only felt creeped out as she flipped over a the first card. On it was a picture of a beautifully encrusted magnifying glass. "In the near future I sense you will stumble across a valuable item. The next card, though."

Fia flipped the next card, revealing the scales of justice being held by a figure that was half angelic and half demonic. The girl looked up the voice that responded. "A being in another world will find interest in you, but I don't think you'll be friends." The voice made it obvious that things would be rather hostile, and responding to Fia's look of fear the woman tapped her foot impatiently.

Fia turned the next card to show some sort of fairy ... a nymph? The crimson haired girl looked upwards towards the older lady who couldn't help but let out a slight chuckle. "You may find yourself wanting to experience new things soon ... at least I hope they aren't old friends." The girl simply seemed confused, cocking her head.

"Well unless you wish to play ma'am, then I advise you leave me to my silliness. All the fates can be avoided, and this is hardly accurate anyways."