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Sel's eyes were pushed open by the fox, so would feel herself being pushed off by an annoyed hand before rolling in the opposite direction from where the small creature was shoved. "Too ... too early ..." The mage reached for the covers and pulled them over her head as if trying to close the world out.

It seemed that the fox would have to try harder to wake her mage up properly, because it would be rather apparent to the familiar that she was already drifting back tot the realm of sleep.

The kitten partially awoke as the covers were tugged out of her arms, instinctively reaching for them. Maoin let out a long and extended yawn as she looked upwards at the dragon for a second accusingly before rolling back onto the bed and curling up slightly as the realization that an attempt to fall back asleep was futile. After a minute she rose up and rubbed her eyes before approaching with Lady Sorcha's petting reach. "... breakfast ... first ... mistress ... maybe ... pack ... food ...?" It was obvious the poor kitten denied of their cat nap was tired, but she didn't offer a vocal protest.

Of course she was expected to come along, even though she'd just be sitting on the sidelines. She'd probably be on massage duty after the fight, or maybe her owner intended to toss her into the lake again.

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Meowka's eyes bored into the back of her new mistress' back, but she had difficulty gathering up her angry thoughts for whatever reason as the other woman spoke. So it simply came out as mild irritation than really forming into an angry statement of any sort. As the archwizard moved her hair out of the way however the cat thought about how she'd go about petting this woman.

The cat suddenly realized she wasn't exactly sure. Maybe the same way Ronat petted her? How did she start again ...

... behind the ears! Of course! Katherine would feel Meowka's fingers begin to rub and scratch her head as she began to pet her mistress. She wasn't exactly sure how this was supposed to work, but the other woman would probably be able to tell that her familiar was being genuine as she did this and was filled with a sort of strange curiosity about what she was doing.

Soon enough she voiced exactly what this curiosity was about. "Why don't humans purr when you pet them?" It seemed like as if the very idea was strange to the cat. She ALWAYS purred when someone else petted her. Wasn't it just ... what you did? It was unnatural not to.

If Katherine didn't stop her from petting the head however, she'd feel the kitten's paws move down to her neck where she'd receive scratches as the cat continued her work. It'd be rather obvious though she was giving her the pets that she likely received as a kitten rather than the massage she had been expected.

Botanist And Bards

The guard seemed to let out a sigh of relief. Lady ... Lady Isabella? He wasn't exactly sure of the name, but a glance towards the horizon made him relax a bit more as he decided he had time to make his decision. And besides, they had a female leading this small party. That made their chances of being involved in anything too nefarious less likely. He knocked on the door again - it was rather obvious this was some sort of code - and turned back towards the group. "I haven't heard of this Lady Isabella - but if you aren't from around here I'd advise getting her right now. Our terms are negotiable. The storm's terms aren't." Truthfully it would be bad form to guarantee one safety within the castle before at least seeing them. "Typically we request that you hand over your arms before entry for obvious reasons however. They will be returned when you leave." The man spoke as if this was a more expected part of the conversation.

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Meowka frowned as Mistress Katherine tossed her the slightly oversized clothes, but didn't complain as she started to slip them on before laying back down to leave the two dolls attending her hair. She could take care of herself, though, and didn't need to know when to sleep. Her instincts for when to take a proper cat nap were top notch, obviously.

Her cheeks puffed out though at the comment about the dolls, and even more so at the pampering. Hadn't that been a promise? The cat glared slightly before thinking over that last line again.

Of course it was obvious! The way the woman was behaving and everything. So she wanted a little pampering, then? "... you want me to pet you?" It seemed a little absurd to the cat, who now had a mischievous grin across her face. "... I can do that, Mistress Katherine! Come to bed, remove my collar, and then I'll pet my good little mistress to sleep!"

It was hard to tell if Meowka would seriously follow through with that offer.

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The cat frowned slightly as the archwizard stopped pampering her, although wouldn't complain when the dolls started to brush her hair. And it seemed that the wizard was simply trying to take care of her in another manner aside from the pampering she had been requested.

The night prowler would be merciful and allow this to slide.

"... fine." She was still exhausted from her recent time spent starving and sick and wasn't really in the mood to go out and look at the moon. It was obvious that they were about to go to bed ... or at least the mage was planning on it. "I won't slip out tonight then." Obviously, the street rats needed to be hunted. Who else would take care of them? Either way, it was probably best to at least tell her new mistress that she'd sometimes leave the house.

The night prowler removed her clothes sensually and tossed them onto the floor nearby the bed before returning her head to the bed where the dolls could continue their work. "I don't need clothes anyways - If they are too big I'll manage without. Won't make you nervous, will it?" The mage would see the cat giving her a small grin as she spoke in a 'seductive' voice. "Besides you owe me some pampering ... and oh! Make the dolls obey me. Or give me a couple!" The cat seemed excited at the prospect, slightly distracted from her previous statement.

Botanist And Bards

The maid noticed the princess looking back to her, and she shrugged. She wasn't one of these military career people - she was simply a maid. The half hour figure probably seemed a little rushed, and it was obvious the rather naïve princess didn't appreciate the notion of leaving them behind, but she understood it somewhat from a tactical perspective at least.

"Your highness, they ... they are being wise in this case. I think it is best that we trust their expertise here - we'll all be safer for it." She hoped the words would comfort the princess, and hopefully placing a caring hand on her lower back wouldn't make her feel so exposed. "Everything should be fine, my Princess."

The sword of course remained silent, not seeming opposed to the current course of action.

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As Valora, Prescott, and Tripp approached the castle they would see a small door on the front shielded from the outside by the design of the building embedded into a circular gate - and a severe lack of windows compared to the princess' home palace. Where the few murder holes and arrow slits were, it was easily to tell that a sheet of metal covered the small entrances inside the castle.

A single guard out front, looking at the group as they approached. He knocked a few times on the door before approaching with the attentive nervousness that anyone who risked their life would have. "You there ...!" The man blinked as if surprised. "... Not brigands, I hope?"

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Becoming this woman's familiar had been the best decision.

EVER.

Finally, the pampering that a prowler of the night deserved. As her head laid on the bed and her ears twitched from the glorious pettings, a large smile of happiness crossed her face. The dolls giving her that little additional attention made her tail go back and fourth happily as she seemed to devolve into a pile of continuous happy mews.

It would be rather obvious the cat would fall asleep if this was kept up for much longer.

Botanist And Bards

The party headed through the forest at the princess' behest, although some of the rank and file troops grumbled just slightly as they continued along. Gracie returned to her spot nearby the princess, walking along the mighty steed as her lady rode the imposing animal - although Turnip probably wasn't the name appropriate for such an animal. Of course, that opinion had remained silent.

The thick forest trees eventually gave way to a field of grass - although the wildlife around them was acting strangely - the grass almost seemed to move slightly into the ground as if preparing for something, and the sparse trees seemed to twist over time, orientating their T shaped trunks simultaneously in a certain direction.

In the distance the group would see what appeared to be a large crustacean creature - perhaps the size of a large wagon. It's shell was rocky and as they approached closer they would see the various crab like limbs pull within the shell as if to hide from something. Several similarly sized rocks would be seen later in the field. Whatever they were, they were passive as the group passed on by. In the distance a small fortress of stone had walls slightly sloped inwards - in fact, the party would realize that every house in the area was low to the ground with sloped walls excluding some of the castles towers which were nearly perfectly rounded.

The group was coming over a hill, and if they wished to remain hidden they would be able to. Or they could approach, but the half mile walk would be out in the open.

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Meowka walked home, a little irritated at how uneven the streets were. Her sense of cat-like agility allowed her to balance through the trial however as she eventually entered through the doorway along with the archwizard, stretching as she entered slightly.

Did she like the collar? Of COURSE she liked the collar. The cat lifted her neck to show off the little heart that acted as the clasp for it and purred happily. "P-pretty!" The archwizard really had followed through with her bargain.

Well only one of them.

The prowler of the night leaned forward into Katherine's chest and rubbed her head against the mage affectionately. "Meeeeeoooooowwwwww?" She wanted pampering at the moment and the puppet master had promised it.

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Meowka kept her arms crossed, continuing her little routine of looking over periodically and then looking away afterwards. She took a few more sips of drink, resisting the urge seek pampering. This was a strange ... sensation.

But common sense? She had common sense! She was the prowler of the night, the wisest, fastest, and toughest kitten to have ever lived according to Ronat! Which is why she had gotten many, many pets for being a 'good kitty', no matter what the situation was. Especially when she had caught street rats. Ronat was always glad when she was given one of the rats, and when Meowka looked away they'd be gone from how fast she'd eaten the gift!

Maybe Miss Katherine just wanted a gifts of the local wildlife to entertain herself with?