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Maoin smiled as the matches went by and Lady Sorcha enjoyed her small meal and avoided cheering for Lady Luna or worrying about her too much as the matches went by. Eventually there was the announcement for the final match as once again the enthusiastic-

The kitten blinked twice. W-what did the commentator say? The girl's eyes shifted around as she searched the stands for other kittens as Marie looked towards her. For a couple of seconds the cat stood still as if processing the result - then her face turned into a complete tomato as the thought seemed to come completely from nowhere and the girl wasn't quite sure how to react.

Sure, she'd done these thing before, but that wasn't really flirting and she had initiated it. How was she supposed to r-r-r-respond? The girl dressed in white was cute and very very happy and based on her language was quite experienced in the ways of pleas-

Her face would have gone more red if possible and the very very very strong urge to hide overran the kitten. If Lady Sorcha decided to look for her she'd only see Maoin's head periodically poking beneath the roof and checking to make sure her owner was fine before returning to her original hiding spot and trying to stay out of sight from the entire world.

Goodness, this was embarrassing. She hardly noticed the match ending until the crowd cheered but for right now the cat would remain hidden. Seemed like the best option as her tail swished back and forth a few times before going over the ledge just into sight of those inside the stand her mistress was in. When she wasn't checking on her owner she simply looked towards Marie and glancing away quickly.

Gwynn was surprisingly helpful after she managed to injure herself, Ritsa offering her a helping hand. Fia tried to follow her instructions, looking at Gwynn's legs as she slid forward against the ice. Fia nodded and tried in her own way, but nearly slipped again as she slid over the cold surface - she clearly wasn't used to dealing with this. Despite that, the girl tried once again and managed to keep her balance this time with a smile as she moved forward slightly clearly a little nervous.

Then she started to giggle a little bit. "... this ... this is strange ..." She pushed herself forward just a bit faster but couldn't slow herself down effectively and fell onto her butt once again. This time though she managed to find her own feet and smiled at Gwynn as if looking for additional instruction.

Meowka smiled as she was suddenly carried off to ...

What was this? As she was set on the ground and stood up, she looked at the game. She couldn't read the sign, but the goal was rather self explanatory. She was supposed to toss this horseshoe? The cat raised an eyebrow at the dolls, wondering what they were thinking. It was obvious they were excited for this 'sport' of theirs and some of the prizes seemed to be mildly cute for her eyes.

With a sigh the cat tossed the horseshoe with a small amount of effort and it missed the stick completely. She picked up the next one, throwing the horseshoe with a bit more frustration as it knocked the stick over. For a couple seconds she looked towards the dolls with a am I doing this right expression but quickly corrected it as she realized that obviously she was. She was Meowka, prowler of the night and familiar of an archwizard!

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Maoin's ears dropped as she was told not to cheer for Lady Lightsword, but she nodded. Of course the order that she was completely prepared for being issued a couple of seconds later distracted her better than a fish flying through the air could manage. "Of course mistress!"

The enthusiastic kitten practically pounced towards the small bag she had brought just for this purpose with a smile crossing her face as she brought the sandwich over to Lady Sorcha. "Made just for you mistress - some of the meat is lamb like I know you love!" The girl decided to be willfully ignorant of the fact that the dragon appreciated her share of mutton likely because it reminded her of days when she used to raid small villages like some powerful god.

Maoin really wanted to curl up against her owner or kneel at her feet but looking at the dragon's more serious expression the cat gave off a slight sigh, a respectful curtsy, and then returned her chair to watch the games. The second match didn't go nearly as smoothly as the first, and watching Lady Lightsword face a more worthy opponent set the cat-girl on the edge of her chair as the knightess recoiled. The girl hoped the next match wasn't quite as violent.

As the two stood on the ice the phoenix hoped that some other memory would come to her mind like with the bow as she was brought towards the lake and allow her to score an easy bullseye. Perhaps one of her prior incarnations had experience in this matter and would be willing to show her how it was done and allow her to look graceful.

This was not the case however as Fia immediately slipped on the ice and felt her face plant against the frozen surface as she stood back up with a nosebleed, only for her feet two slide against the ground and for her to fall onto her rear end with a resounding thud. Her eyes squinted slightly due to the pain but she adjusted quickly - she'd been through worse in the past.

This time she stood up a bit more gradually and looked towards Gwynn in hopes she had instructions on the matter.

Meowka looked down at her leg as she felt some other presence shake it. Leaning forward slightly with a slice of fish being devoured by her tongue she observed the doll as it stood there and seemed to start trying to make signals. It took a while for the cat to interpret, but she understood that they were there to make sure she had a good time.

"Fantastic. You-" The girl pointed at one of the dolls as she laid down on a bench. "Find me somewhere I'll be appropriately pampered. Obey the prowler of the night or face my wrath." Had Mistress Katherine given her these dolls to be used as her temporary slaves? It seemed the prowler of the night cheered up noticeably as she thought about the idea as she gazed down at the doll with just a slightly predatory grin.

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Maoin's tail waved back and forth happily as she received praise for her given gifts - it seemed Lady Sorcha liked them! "Yes mistress!" The kitten eventually headed back to her seat, setting the small basket between their two chairs and lowering herself into an extremely comfortable chair that clearly belonged to the servant in their little family. She'd maintain a bit more formal distance for now as it was becoming extremely apparent that Lady Sorcha was trying to behave in a more formal manner - though having her servant constantly refill her glass could eventually change her perspective on that.

Of course, the match was exciting and the announcer both enthusiastic and cute despite how she made Lady Sorcha roll her eyes. The horses charged, and the Lightsword family took the day. Of course, the kitten let out a cheer for her owner's friend and waved at her. " Lady Lightsword you are purrfect!"

The three of them headed off for the lake together as Fia found herself being dragged along by her companion after giving off a small nervous nod. Sore loser? It wasn't as if the pirate had won, but at this point she appeared to be silent on the matter.

Of course as she looked over the still watery lake the girl looked towards Gwynn with a bit of confusion. "No ... ice? ... can you make that much?" Fia wasn't sure if she had ever gone ice skating before, but it sounded as if a good solid frozen surface was necessary for it to happen. "A-and how does it work anyways?"

Most of her dreams had happened to the south where 'ice' only existed for the rich as they were pulled out of mountains - the phoenix tried to find something in her memory but found it lacking.

Meowka stood at the grill as she waited for her mistress to deal with the Celine her ears perked up and listened to the entire conversation in great detail. Soon enough the pair of them were gone, and the cat found herself alone at the large and crowded festival not feeling very impressed with the entire situation as she took a couple bites out of the fish in the basket before her sitting on a lonely bench nearby and crossing her arms in frustration.

It wasn't as if more than a couple weeks ago she hadn't been out foraging her own food - but now here she was stuck at a festival surrounded by people she didn't know and left in the dust after being insulted by those two. In spite of the fish it would be clear to the girl that she simply wasn't in the best of moods.

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Fia gasped in surprise as she was suddenly lifted, waving her arms around frantically in momentary surprise as the three of them bolted away from the target practice. Eventually the three of them settled down and the bird once again found her feet on the ground. The phoenix gave Gwynn an angry look and for one of the few times in her life raise her voice at the woman but the girl noticeably paused as she noticed one of Livia's specters watching over them.

She didn't understand why they needed to be chaperoned like this. The former maid couldn't be more than 3 years older than her and based on her experience in the mansion had a lot of maturing to do. And she had been the one who started the cheating despite being their supervisor. But like for most of her life the girl remained silent and simply scowled at Gwynn before taking a step behind Ritsa when her blood began to cool down.

Her own suggestion had gone badly, and partially due to her own fault. She poked Ritsa and hoped that the girl would be willing to pick out the next interesting thing that was nearby them.

The kitten returned to the dorm, dropped off the dress, and packed a basket with various foodstuffs for them to enjoy at the game. A couple small sandwiches for snacks, some cool water, and a couple other things. Soon enough Maoin hurried back out to the field so that her owner wouldn't be left waiting and eventually found her in a private stand with several extremely comfortable chairs. The kitten at first didn't sit down and instead approached her owner.

The cat pulled out a gift wrapped bottle, took a gulp, and tried to gather Lady Sorcha's attention while they still had a bit of alone time before Lady Luna's match began. "Happy festival mistress!" The girl started to pass the bottle over but paused reaching into the bag once again and pulled out another wrapped object that was about twice as tall as a person's hand. "And I remembered one this time!" The kitten's ears twitched and tail waved back and forth as she made her proclamation, obviously placing some pride in it.

If Lady Sorcha decided to open the gifts she would find a bottle of Nordic Mead that the cat hoped would remind her of home. It probably wasn't anywhere near the finest ale the Radiant Queen of the Heavens had drank, but the kitten had saved as much of her allowance as possible and hoped it was at least passable. The second wrapped object was a tall glass with slight decorations in it. Nothing a noble would ever purchase but it was well constructed if not fancy and had the words 'Mistress Sorcha' engraved in it. The kitten looked down a bit nervously after a while and put her fingers together. "I-I know it isn't a lot mistress, but thanks a lot for everything." Her eyes drifted over towards the glass. "A-and the engraving was a mistake. I-I told them to put my mistress 'Lady Sorcha' on the glass and they wouldn't refund me. I know it's not one of your preferred titles but ..."

Of course the moment Lady Lightsword entered the field the crowd went quiet. As the knightess raised her lance though as a sign of salute for the spectators the crowd went crazy. Jousting competitions were always an exciting thing to watch for both the highest noble and the lowest peasant as they waited for lances to shatter ... but with her mistress love doing it the kitten felt more concern than anything else. Eventually the crowd quieted and the cat turned towards Lady Sorcha.

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Maoin listened to the other two and nodded as Lady Sorcha mentioned that might be a better activity right before the dance. In the mind of the cat there was never a such thing as receiving too much pampering but it was rather apparent that she was more interested in watching a joust. As Lady Luna suggested she take the dress back to the room anyways the kitten gave her a quick bow with a smile and hurried off silently to put the clothes back at home.

Unfortunately for Gwynn she had miscounted one thing - the opponents relying on standard eyesight. Unfortunately her nemesis was capable of seeing the differences between scratches on the backs of various cards and it was rather apparent that the arrows were being tampered with in their flight trajectory. She hadn't flown yet, but it was rather apparent to the girl that something was off about the aerodynamics of the entire situation.

If she wanted to cheat though so could Fia. The phoenix pulled out one of her arrows and fired the next shot similar to the first one aiming for it to make contact with one of Gwynn's. She didn't split the arrow - she had heard of such feats but even for a fantastically skilled archer that was a feat. Instead, the two arrows simply made contact at the bulls eye where a slight spark would appear to happen where they crossed ever so suddenly.

Then the pile of hay burst into flames after a couple of seconds with Fia giving Gwynn a big smile. "... I win ..."

"H-hey!" The cat took another bite of her food. "I-I'm not an idiot!" Despite Katherine's joking accusation it seemed the girl had taken it somewhat seriously for whatever reason. As the woman petted her afterwards though and continued to call her interesting for how untame she was it seemed that Meowka would have conflicting feelings regarding this entire situation.

She really didn't like this water spirit. Or how Mistress Katherine was so obviously egging her on and trying to rile her up. It was obvious to Meowka.

"I can leave you two alone if that's what you want. I got my fish anyways." Heading over to the grill, the cat left the conversation with a brief look over her shoulder as she brought the fish over to be cooked.

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The kitten was a little embarrassed about forgetting her owner's title, but ultimately the dragon seemed to ignore her failure on her own and the girl let out a little sigh as her mistake seemingly went unnoticed as she held onto the dress tightly and tried to keep it from getting too dirty before the dancing began. For a couple of moments the girl seemed to contemplate before giving her mistress a big smile and wagging her tail in front of her.

"M-mistress! I heard they were having a booth here that gives out extended massages and hot tubs ... like a mobile spa! Surely you'd like a little professional pampering?" Maoin seemed excited about her idea, and it meant that it was entirely possible that her own fingers wouldn't feel exhausted in the evening. And besides, she felt that she still could use another's methods to add a little variation to what was undoubtedly her own stale pampering routine and that Lady Sorcha would appreciate the variety. "You could enjoy the parlor along with Lady Lightswoorrddd!"

If the two were bothering to pay attention to her it would almost seem as if Maoin was joining in just a bit on the entire teasing thing. "I could take this dress back home and then wait for you two to finish, alright?"

Fia looked over at the shot that Gwynn had done, raising a bit of an eyebrow as she hit the edge of the furthest target. It was rather brazen to shoot for the farthest target unless you were good enough to do so, but even getting as close as she did was an accomplishment.

Of course, a little fire ran in the girl's blood. If SHE won then she wondered what the woman who used to be her servant would give her. "... I-I'll go ..." The phoenix felt a strange sensation as she lifted the bow as a sense of familiarity filled her. She'd seen these before in her dreams hadn't she? Could she copy their technique and ...

In a single fluid motion the crimson haired girl placed the arrow inbetween her two fingers, lifted the small recurve bow and pulled the string back primarily with her shoulderblades, aimed for less than a second and released. For a moment the low powered bow sent it through the air and ...

... bulls eye. The arrow didn't have the satisfying thud that an English longbow normally had and even to her the sound was barely audible. "... wow ... I'm lucky ... I guess ...?" Fia was a little bit surprised that actually worked but she gave Gwynn a little smirk in spite of herself that seemed victorious.

Meowka glared at the pair of them as she cradled the still flopping fish in one arm while eating a dying one held in the other. "I-Idiot!?" The cat walked up to her mistress seeming to have largely ignored the water woman for the time being as she leaned forward just slightly in an attempt to seem a little more aggressive. "I-I was planning on doing that! And what is cute about me? I'm a proud prowler of the-" The fish in front of her twitched slightly in spite of its wounds which Meowka responded to by making another one. The cat didn't seem to mind continuing her statement in spite of having a full mouth. "I'm a prowler of the night, I'll let you know. A proud huntress."

Meowka still hadn't gone to the nervous looking grillers who were recovering despite the situation.

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Selvina rolled her eyes before rubbing the fox between the ears. "Listen, if you are scared of crowds then you don't have to come along with me, you know that." Of course, it was more likely the fox simply had a normal distaste for them, but the mage decided to play it up a bit more than necessary. "I'd enjoy your company, but I'd hate for my poor litte fowxy Sly to be uncomfortable wouldn't I?" The mage would give the fox another rub if she'd accept it before starting out of the door.

Fia gave Gwynn a smile. Something ... nice? Like the dresses Lyssa had given her a while back? Seemed like it could be fun but ... her eyes drifted towards the range and she gulped. She had no idea how to use these implements, right?

Hopefully things would turn out well though. "... You ... You go first ..." The phoenix pointed a finger towards the oldest lady with a slight smile.

Meowka was surprised as she was yanked back from the ball of water but her mind left paying attention to the nearby conversation as she pounced on some of the fish wiggling around helplessly on the ground and scooped them into her arms - her teeth bit into the nearest one and she took several bites out of the fish before looking around at the other two with a little confusion but seeming fairly satisfied as she took another bite of the fish and watched whatever chaos there was unfold.

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Selvina raised an eyebrow at Sly as she continued to shroud her statements in various forms of insults and teasing. She opted to ignore most of the verbal abuse at this point and simply smiled. "I'm glad you're not being nefarious, but I'm really just wondering if you plan on sticking with me throughout the day."

Despite the misgivings, the book-reader finished tying her shoes and finally managed to stand up with a small stretch. "Any events in the festival you are excited for? We might as well enjoy it before it becomes ruined then." It didn't seem the mage was too worried about the entire circumstance as a whole.

Maoin's mouth dropped. The Lord and Head of the Lightsword house? The kitten bounced twice in her place unconsciously and seemed a little nervous as she was caught unexpected by such a high member of the nobility. F-friend? Of Lunalel? Sure they got along nicely, but the other woman outranked her so vastly that it was hard to see her as a peer.

But still, it would be rude to say otherwise. "... Y-yes. Maoin. That's me! Lord Sir Richard Lightsword." It was obvious meeting this celebrity threw the kitten completely off her game as she butchered the title as her ears twitched with a little excitement. "Th-this is Mistress Sorcha Queen of the Glamourous Heavens!"

The cat picked up the dress out of her owner's hands so her betters could greet eachother without any sort of encumberance.

"... w-wait ..." Fia ran up and gave Livia a tight hug before walking back to her new companion with a smile. "... okay ..."

Fia couldn't resist giving a small pout as Ritsa pouted just slightly when food was denied to her. It was honestly a little terrifying watching the girl eat so it helped the phoenix relax just a bit.

Of course, there were so many things to do it was hard to keep track of. But if they didn't do anything, sooner or later she would end up being chased around by the hydra as if she was some sort of meal to be eaten. "... um ... uh ..." For a couple of moments the girl looked towards the previously unhelpful servant and wondered if she had an idea before taking a quick look at a booth to their left.

"... what ... what is that ...?" In the direction the flame haired girl looked there were a series of bows of varying sizes with a long and expensive range in front of them. At the end of the range were various targets set up in wooden cutouts of several shapes - a bulls eye centered on the head of a knight's visor, one placed on a bird set into a tree, one on a target hiding behind some sort of battlement.

Meowka simply stood there stunned, cold, and a little uncomfortable as she was blasted by a torrent of water. Obviously she could swim if she wanted to and simply chose not to get into that evil liquid, but she had been used to experiencing downpours in various alleys along the road.

"Good to see her again? Love? This bitch!?" Meowka puffed out her cheeks. "SHE BLASTED A TORRENT OF PURE EVIL AT ME-"

For once however, the prowler of the night calmed herself down as she looked into the fish tank. "Give me the tastiest fish in there and I, Meowka, Prowler of the night will forgive you!" The cat crossed her arms, waiting for a response.

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Selvina had dressed up just a little bit for the festival, although she avoided make-up and other things that took years of practice and instead planned on simply hiring someone to do her up before the dance. As of now she was pulling on some slightly ornate boots and giving the fox a smile as she finished preparing herself.

A few things had happened this week that made the mage happy.

1. She had visited Eith several times, and although the hound was still upset the mage was confident they would return to something of a working relationship. Food was likely a large reason why this was working.
2. The fox had actually cleaned the room when she had returned home that day and was waiting for her. She had to resist the urge to ask who she was and what she had done with Sly until she noticed some charms likely intended to curse her and let out a sigh of relief. That sort of behavior was a little bit of surprise and along with a few other small treats from the fox that week the mage found herself fairly happy with their relationship.

"So like I said I completely understand if you'd rather spend the day with Ayumi. You were with her for a lot longer and you two are still ... friends ...?" The mage wasn't entirely certain if that was the correct word as she struggled with making one of the buckled tight enough for the now smaller foot to get into.

Maoin remained silent as Lady Lightsword asked them a question and instead looked towards Lady Sorcha who looked like someone had pampered her in the morning to make sure that she looked extra well. Largely because a certain kitten had spent more than the usual time making sure her owner was ready for the day. And before the dance she'd have to do it all over again and extra. Then she'd end up corralling her drunken betters home before they hurt themselves. So for her just like the people running the booths, the festival meant extra work. It was the life of a servant.

But now that her work load would be light for the next several hours she couldn't help but smile as the atmosphere filled her. Lady Luna would be wearing a dress and the dragoness had paid her enough money to purchase one similar to the red one she used to wear when she was a familiar. Perhaps she'd get a couple of dances in a fancy dress, play a couple of games in the stalls, and have some infatuating romance with someone she'd forget in the morning. It was clear the kitten was filled with a playful excitement as her tail curved into an upwards hook and her eyes drifted around the stalls with various games in them, distracted from the conversation for a minute before her loyalty took over her excitement and she looked towards her mistress expectantly and waited for her to make the decision as usual.

The phoenix wondered along with Livia, planning on wearing the lighter dress that Lyssa had bought alongside her throughout it. She took a bite out of the pie before nodding at the headmistress with a small blush crossing her cheeks. "... thanks ..." For whatever reason, the powerful mage considered this friendship to be her newest priority in life and had even cut severely down on her paperwork so that they would be sure to have time to play.

Fia wasn't exactly sure how she benefited from this, although maybe she simply wanted more time alone so she could have fun in her office without any sort of interruption. It was a possibility. Though she hadn't heard Cynthia and Livia interact since Mugi got involved - the snow woman was cutting into her massages as well.

Eventually the two of them turned a corner around a stall and Fia quickly noticed Ritsa climbing onto Gwynn's shoulders and patting her on the head. An instinctive smile crossed the fire haired girl's face as she waved back at the pair of them. "... Hi ..." It was quiet, but hopefully she wouldn't have to raise her voice too much to be noticed.

Meowka felt like she had been put on a leash while Mistress Katherine dragged her around the festival. It wasn't that she had a problem with people, or the admittedly tasty steak stick she was taking a bite out of, but rather that her idea of a good day was a long relaxing break in a comfortable house being rubbed by a nice servant and nibbling on fish from a nearby plate. This whole 'festival' idea seemed a little-

"WHAT'S THAT?" The teacher would feel a rather consistent presence leave her side as she would see the cat sprint up to a large glass tank filled with various sorts of strange looking fish swimming around in it alongside a large grill. Although Meowka couldn't read it a sign said '3000 fishes from around the world' with various dishes listed and the prices next to them. The girl with kitten like excitement didn't do much aside from simply run up to the glass and press her face against the tank practically salivating at the sight as her tail swished back and forth slowly in excitement and she seemed to not see her owner at all.

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Selvina frowned as Eith insulted her intelligence, but understood that she was still upset and likely to be mean to her because of it. Although it grew into a slight glare as she continued with her end comment. Of all people, she should understand Myrilla's mechanizations.

Though as Miss Katherine decided to hold her behind and explained the situation with Lady Gwynn the noble blinked a couple of times as if confused. Truthfully, what the former servant of Lady Foghlu did wasn't much of a concern to Selvina and she gave a non-committal shrug. By all accounts Maoin had been disowned and completely deserved what happened to her. "Lady Selvina is fine, Miss Lindall. Thank you for your time here." With a sigh the mage shook her head and turned around to leave and catch up to the others. For the rest of the day she intended on being close but not interacting with Eith too much as to avoid angering her.

And of course, she likely wouldn't bring the fox by. But the teacher had no business knowing that.

Meowka stood there as she was grabbed even closer to the archwizard and looked at the mage as she decided to leave, a little confused about the entire situation but seemingly relieved that their party was gone now and out of her turf. The cat huffed slightly and if allowed would assume her usual close-but-not-touchy distance with Mistress Katherine as she split off and jumped onto the cabinet.

"... Is that all ...?"