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Meowka blinked a couple of times as her mistress let go, letting out a sigh of relief. Take it easy - what? The cat blinked a few times and wondered where this sudden encouragement was coming from and what for.

She didn't hate the dolls THA-

Oh. Of course.

The prowler of the night felt her insides fume up just a bit as she took a few steps back from the window where her littermate would be coming through, carried by the dolls as if she was some sort of hero. "Oh yay, we are playing hero." Meowka grumbled, but not so loudly as to interrupt any real conversation.

Still though, she grabbed the Puppeteer's hand. She wasn't too happy about this half-breed whatever it is talking down to her mistress. By goodness, she was her mistress to tease, not anyone else's. "Look, mixture-thingy-whatnot, she has the Prowler of the Night by her side. You may be bigger than me, but I've scared bears away when I was two months old."

As for Maoin, when she noticed her rescue had arrived she remained awake for a few more seconds and in spite of her struggles her shallow breaths sent her back under into the low-maintenance mode of sleep, after a quick few nods that yes, she knew this woman.

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As the creature predicted soon after the conversation came to an end and her mind was no longer occupied, the kitten returned to their cat nap. Unfortunately for the exhausted girl it would once again be interrupted by the snake-tail-thingy. Her eyes opened slowly as she addressed the creature's most recent interest - one of Katherine's dolls.

Maoin may not be a fan of her familiar, but Miss Katherine was a nice enough lady. Since she could communicate through these things, perhaps she could send a message? It'd likely answer the creature's question anyways. The cat pointed at the doll and shook her head. "No ... it belongs to a friend." At that, the girl began to speak as clearly as her shallow breathing would let her. "K-Katherine. Sh-She's friendly. Can you get my mistress? I'm not in a condition to ..." The kitten took a few breaths without speaking, trying to collect herself once again. "... to move very far. Please?" Hopefully that didn't sound too desperate, and hopefully the message would arrive intact.

The girl let herself lay on her side once again, ready to respond if she needed to and trying desperately to stay awake and see if there was any sort of return message.

Meowka's confident smirk died quickly as suddenly she felt her neck being jerked forward. The cat's eyes widened. S-she wasn't being serious about leaving her here. Right? At her hesitation though she felt herself being tugged along by the puppeteer and felt relieved, excited, and concerned at the same time.

Aside from a few token resistances Meowka let herself be led along by her collar silently up the staircase. Aside from a helpless, quiet, and involuntary whimper as they passed by the dog - Meowka didn't say a word.

She- she wasn't angry with her, right? Had she done something wrong? She felt like a sitting duck being walked along next to the woman, and her eyes continuously looked around the corridor to spot any threats.

The cat scowled and stopped for a moment to stare at her damned littermate but once again went silent as the collar in front of her was tugged on once again by the archwizard. When the archwizard finally paused in front of the staircase Meowka finally spoke. "You gonna let go - right?" The cat let out a giggle that tried to sound somewhat confident but utterly failed at it. And besides, due to their bond Katherine would be able to read her emotions anyways. "I mean, your hand must be tired?"

That was a good reason, right?

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Maoin nodded at the creature's comment about shelter - though it wasn't really the complete story. Lady Sorcha had done a lot more for her than that, though the kitten's eternal appreciation for the nigh-goddess was cut off as the creature's tail decided to take a nap on her head. When the woman finished her comment the servant was left with more questions than answers regarding their relationship.

"... oh? She's just ... a mutt. I don't rrreaallyyy-" A yawn left the exhausted girl's lips. "-care for ... that sort."

In truth she hadn't really paid much attention to the reason why they even bothered to come here. As far as she was concerned it was her duty to make sure Lady Sorcha and those she cared about were comfortable throughout this journey.

And to avoid getting in a fight with Meowka. At least out in front of the others. Though Maoin remained silent on this issue and as she did so would likely begin to slip into the world of sleep again unless she was interrupted once more. Despite her training with the dragoness, it seemed like she was still a kitten in need of her cat naps at the end of the day.

Meowka leaned into the pets slightly as she was told she was a 'good girl'. The cat blinked a couple of times as if confused, wondering what exactly being a 'good girl' entailed and why they got rewards. It seemed a little demeaning for some reason but she couldn't place a finger on it. She wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth though, but she was one to stay exactly on the other side of the puppeteer from that ravenous beast known as 'Eith'.

The cat immediately began to relax as the bunny mentioned them leaving.

Meowka looked up towards her mistress now that they were the only ones left in the room, putting a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Sure you don't like it down here? You seem like the type who'd enjoy these toys." The cat gestured to the dungeon around them. "Or are you too afraid of the dark, mistress?" The cat gave Katherine a playful lick on the cheek, seeming to have fun with the interaction.

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"Uhhhgghhhhh ..." As her eyes fluttered open again the kitten felt a slight throbbing on her forehead and her wrist that were quickly fading away. She still felt exhausted, and for a couple of seconds she looked around with confusion about how she managed to get in a sitting position.

As the creature complained though and poked her in the side (which elicited a groggy yelp from the poor cat) the girl began to have her guesses. She thought she heard the sounds of something going on in the distance, but it was probably just her tired mind playing tricks on her.

"... I ... I stole a fish from my owner's mouth ..." She supposed that was strange. "... when I belonged to ..." The cat let out a tired yawn. "... another mistress. She collared me after my original mistress was no longer interested in my sssseerrrvviccee ..." The cat shook her head in an attempt to focus on staying awake, still trying to regulate her breathing again as the antitoxin had its effects.

"S-something beeetween you - you two?" The creature seemed curious at least, but hopefully this would at least make some decent conversation.

Meowka let out a frown. Well that wasn't FUN, and besides, she could hunt her own mouse. As she thought about beginning to speak though she heard a certain bunny-girl and her demonic companion heading down the staircase a little bit. In spite of herself she moved so that her owner was between herself and the dog.

A couple seconds later the scroll was handed over. "Fine. I-I. I guess its yours." An irritated stutter escaped her lips. "Can we go now if we aren't going to have any fun about this? I was hoping your childlike excitement would have at least given more interesting results than that."

The cat's ears and tail dropped as she seemed a little upset but otherwise went quiet.

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Maoin frowned slightly as she walked towards the 'lion's den' with the creature, following behind carefully. Throughout her body there seemed to be just a slight amount of growing pain by the time they stopped and sat down with Maoin having only more questions than answers about this woman. Maoin plopped herself down on one of the pile of grasses observing the woman in front of her and the rather savage conditions in which she lived. Why didn't she at least sleep in the comfortable bed up there?

As the pain continued to grow however Maoin became concerned and then relieved as she both realized the source as her hand ran over the wound and gave a weak smile as the creature offered to cure their own poison. When the drink was offered, the kitten drank it gladly before setting the mug down on a cleaner area of grasses.

"I'll be feeling better in a bit ... thank you." The cat looked around for a bit curiously and perked up her ears to listen to the world around her, but the simple act of tilting her head seemed tiring and she felt like she could only take shallower breaths. Based on her training this was likely a side effect of the medicine - if it had been intended as poison then she'd already be dead, although it was entirely possible the creature intended to knock her out before kidnapping her.

Wasn't like she could run or shout for help anyways so she figured she might as well get comfortable as she laid down on the grass and closed her eyes, mind focusing on breathing in and out slowly and consistently. "... do you h-have pilllo-?"

The girl's speech slurred as she drifted out of consciousness.

The other cat lazily sat around in the dark despite her mistress' pleas and rolled her eyes while they couldn't been seen. This entire trip was-

What was that? Meowka silently moved across the darkness of the room as she saw a slightly metallic glint in the corner of the room as if it was inside the wall. As she approached she noticed that one of the thinner stones had been replaced with some vellum bearing garbage wrapped in worn out gray leather - hanging from it was a silver tassel that had been tarnished with time. Meowka had been hoping for some coin and seriously contemplated tossing the useless object over her shoulder.

Then a realization crossed her mind.

This was a book and someone had intended for it to blend in with the surrounding masonry in the room's darkness. That meant it was valuable and therefore her mistress wanted it.

Holding the book behind her with both hands the prowler of the night approached the edge of the candlelight where the puppeteer would be able to see her. "And what would you be willing to give me if I did find it, hmmm?" The book was behind her back so she'd probably expect her to make some grand offer after some negotiating - then BAM! - it'd be right there and she'd have to follow through with whatever promise she made.

It was a foolproof idea. A devious smirk crossed Meowka's face as her tail swished back and forth confidently.

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Maoin let out a slightly surprised yelp as her thighs were smacked by the snake-tail and her face blushed for a couple of seconds before she regained control of herself and tried to ignore the creature's tone. After a few moments the cat ultimately followed with her own cat-like agility - any attempt to run away from her would prove to likely be fruitless due to the woman's natural athletic ability. And besides, she didn't seem mean. She'd probably have reacted similarly to an intruder as well.

Demons? Perhaps this somehow involved that dog based on what this woman was saying? Perhaps there would be some useful information if she could convince her to rejoin the party?

"T-thank you?" As the cat looked around she saw the area had been maintained. Was the creature simply lonely and waiting for a guest? But upon being affectionately called pet the girl realized that they knew little about eachother. "By the way, I'm Maoin. Servant of Lady Sorcha. Do you have a name?" It'd probably be best to learn a little about each other, although she likely did have a name. "And ... not to be rude ... but you are quite the um ... combination of things?" She hoped she would finally have a name in her mind aside from creature to describe whatever this was.

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Maoin had to resist the urge to scream as the snake approached her face and stared into it - although her likely loud breath of relief likely made her prior fear rather obvious especially as whatever this creature was lifted itself off her back. For a couple second the servant simply laid there before forcing herself up and wincing in pain from the minor wounds. They were painful, but everything should be operating normally.

Including her eyes which quickly explained why the smell was so confusing. What ... what was this creature? She noticed a pair of cat ears upon its head which explained the ability to be silent to the absolute. For a couple of seconds she stared at the various portions of the creature - the snake like tail, the horns, the ears, the strange hair. Several seconds passed in this cat-like eyes which the kitten would get if she was frustrated or feeling particularly animalistic. The claws. The very tall figure that seemed to have well muscled thighs and well endowed feminine areas with very little to hide them.

Looking at her Maoin felt very, very small. Her eyes looked towards the ground submissively.

"L-lizard? In the garden?" She hoped the others would be alright. "L-like I said I am here with my owner. Lady Sorcha." The cat pointed to her collar before her expression dropped considerably after a moment of consideration. "W-we are searching this place for something regarding a dog. From hell."

A couple seconds passed. "And what evil?" Maoin wasn't superstitious, but this creature in front of her was giving her doubts.

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What was-

Maoin felt a sharp pain in her neck before -

SLAM. Her vision became filled with stars as she let out - SLAM. - A few painful whimpers as her scream was cut off abruptly and the air left her lungs. She was fairly certain there was some blood falling from her neck and her foot and wouldn't be surprised if something was broken. This hiss terrified her, but the sight of claws from the corner of her vision and the things voice sent a shiver up her body.

Instinctively she let out a flurry of emotions in hopes that her master would summon her before realizing that she wasn't a familiar anymore and only a servant. A couple of whimpers of pain escaped before she managed to speak, laying still aside from a periodic shake running through her body. "I-I don't know what y-you are but we - I'm not here for you. I just smelled something interesting and thought I'd give it a look ..."

Maoin paused. "I'm-I'm just a kitten." What would a snake woman want? Did she have anything to offer? "If-If you let me go I promise I won't tell anyone you are here. I'm just a servant for my mistress. That's all."

She really hoped she wasn't going to die - normally she felt she was more well put together than this, but the surprise and the terror shook any bravery from her veins.

Meowka remained silent until they approached the crypt, ignoring her mistress' question. She didn't hear any other sounds and that was what truly mattered. Eventually they arrived in the kennels - and the cat gave the air a good sniff. Would it smell like the dog?

Aside from that she approached one of the sheets of paper and looked at it curiously. "Can't read it - its incomprehensible." The cat tossed it on the ground before retreating back to the shadows of the room to watch and see what the others did and keeping her ears open.

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It would probably be smart to go and find help. After all, Lady Luna was right there.

Maoin dropped into the room, curiosity beating her cleverness for the moment. And besides, no one would likely be able to enter the way the door was barricaded. After a quick look and listen around the room Maoin would remove the barricade to make sure the others could enter - after all, the dust suggested that there was very little chance that there would be a problem with encountering someone in here.

But what smelled of both cat and goat? The kitten found herself more and more confused the more she thought about it. She had been hoping that the area would give some sort of hint as to what the inhabitant had been in there.

The cat began to protest loudly when the puppeteer sent some of her minions out to search for her litter mate. "But Kath-!" Meowka's protests were silenced as quickly as they began with a few pats on the head, her protest simply turning into a menacing scowl instead. Hopefully those blasted and incompetent dolls would rot in hell right next to Maoin.

But the cat's thoughts remained silent aside from some very obvious irritation in her tail as it swished back and forth as the group entered the basement like sitting ducks with their position beckoned to by the very bright and obvious torch. In fact, she wasn't sitting next to that thing. Meowka fell back far enough to be in the comfortable shadows and found herself moving along easily with them. She wasn't running away, but she certainly didn't want to be the first target when something pounced on them. The lizard was probably tastier anyways, or maybe the small child.

From the darkness Meowka spoke to Sol. "You know, I hear that monsters that hide in places like this consider children to be delicious like young lambs." Of course there hadn't been a single monster in sight and if one was lurking around her ears undoubtedly would have picked up on it.

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The kitten walked nervously through the eeriely silent halls, ears straining to hear any sound aside from the ones caused by her own quiet footfalls. Until she gathered herself towards the end of the hallway all she noticed were rooms not worthy of a peasant due to their state of disrepair. Still though, her curiosity forced her to examine each and every place as she passed them by for at least a couple of seconds - the girl couldn't help it.

When she tried her luck with the last door on the hallway though she was pleasantly surprised to see it didn't open, and then irritated as it wouldn't open. The planks appeared to be in suspiciously good repair compared to the decaying wood of the rest of the castle. Of course she instantly began to wonder if there was perhaps something interesting on the other side. She gave the air a sniff to see what she could smell ... perhaps a decaying body? The scent of rotting timbers? Perfume even? A kitten relied on their nose as well as their ears, after all.

No matter what it smelled like though curiosity would get the better of her as she looked towards the scaffolding. She wouldn't want to live on it, but she had been on top of many a narrower branch in bad weather. The girl set her food out on the old planks and began to move across it, hoping it'd wrap around to the other side and possibly let her into the room.

If Meowka wasn't warned she would have had complete justification to claw the annoying girl's face until she'd never be bothered again. But with the Archmage having given her a warning she figured that her master would be upset if she did such a thing. So instead she simply let out a loud hiss a couple of seconds after the girl hopped off as a way of letting out her frustration from being bounced ontop of like she was some sort of toy.

The little girl and the dragon had come along with them. Fantastic. The cat was content to listen to their conversation until they began to talk about her littermate. "What's going through her head? Probably nothing at all." For a few seconds Meowka's entire body became hostile as she thought about that failure of a familiar before forcing herself to calm down a bit. If she made her distaste too apparent then her entire plan would be fruitless. "Anyways we should keep going. Haven't heard you cat at all - nope." She genuinely didn't, but she did hope that the castle might do her work for her.