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[dominateartimus]

[Ever since his small snow war between Kloe and himself, Sandrath was prowling the Keep as a cat. The main reason he remained in this form for now, was to be warm and perhaps snuggle up with a few residents that lived in the barracks.

The black cat could be found on any floor, while avoiding the snow at all cost.]

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[halfbrokenwings]

[Isabella is on the fourth floor, by the fireplace and sitting on pillow taken from her room to make it more comfortable. She has some needle work with her, a shirt that needs sewing.

She's engrossed in the work and humming to herself. Composing another song while the thread weaves through the fabric in pace with it.

Doesn't she just look cozy sitting there?]

[sanindisguise]

[San pads down the corridor and remains silent. He pauses at the sight of Isabella before trotting over, it doesn't take him long before sitting beside her.

There's a small inquiring meow from him. His eyes transfixed on the shiny needle in the firelight.]

[halfbrokenwings]

[There's a momentary freeze from her with the meow that she wasn't expecting but everything is washed away in a moment of rather girly glee seeing the cat sitting along side her.

That needle that you are staring at so intently gets harmlessly pinned into the seam of the fabric that she is working on and laid to the side away from the cat and not close enough to the fire to catch.

She cautiously extends some fingers for the cat to sniff.]

Hello there. Are you the mouser for our hall?

[The inky cat is getting her full attention.]

[sanindisguise]

[He doesn't sniff her fingers, but instead brushes the side of his head against her. There's a small purr from his throat before he walks around in a circle before sitting down again.

To play dumb or aknowledge her question? A tough choice.]

[halfbrokenwings]

[Not that she was expecting an answer to that. It's a cat after all!

All smiles she gently rubs the cat's ear and fur as he rubs against her hand and settles down. Hi, cat. You get all the loving. She adores small critters. Cats seemed to be fond of her too- possibly large moving cattoys on her back could account for that-]

[sanindisguise]

[The purring gets a bit louder as he moves on to her lap and flops down. He does notice the wings and resists the urge to swat at them.]

[halfbrokenwings]

[All the pettings and the rubbings are yours now San-cat.]

Long day for you then, Mouser?

[She moves and makes them both more comfortable.]

Going to nap now?

[sanindisguise]

[A small yawn is expressed from the cat as he stetches out a little before resting his chin on her knee. The caresses caused him to close his eyes for a moment before his ears perk at the question.

Reopening his eyes for a moment, he spots a silver necklace and reaches out to paw it.]

[halfbrokenwings]

[All the happy, she has it. Then the feline reaches for her focus stone to paw at it playfully.

Isa leans forward a little more to give a bit more slack on the chain and teases the inky feline with the bauble.

Besides her nightshift, it was the only other thing that made the journey to the Keep with her. Though it's quite useless now, she never takes it off. Too many pleasant memories attached to it.]

Still have a bit of play in you huh?

[sanindisguise]

[There's a small quip from San before pawing at it more and moving about in her lap to get a better angle at it.]

[halfbrokenwings]

[She dangles the necklace for him to bat at, letting him tap it with his paws a few times before teasing it out of his way.]

I've none of my larger feathers about right here, else that'd be a better choice I think, than this.

[sanindisguise]

[There's a protest meow from him when Isabella takes it away. He rolls back on to his feet before moving to place his paws on her chest and a tail swishing behind him.]

[halfbrokenwings]

[The grin, it is large and she giggles.]

Now, mouser, you don't always get the prize.

[She rubs her face against the cat's.]

[sanindisguise]

[Another meow escapes him before bumping her slightly with his forehead. He pulls back but is stopped by being brushed against Isabella's face, which he instantly nuzzles back.]

[halfbrokenwings]

Aren't you the sweet one?

[Unaware of anything else that perhaps is going on, she's very much enjoying the cat's affection and she drops the necklace to rub the feline's fur with both hands. ]

[sanindisguise]

[Flattery earns you another meow, half-angel. He intentionally flops himself against her and purrs loudly at the affection.]