The ball is... not inert.
[Ahh, the CMA sure is a lovely place in the beginnings of September. The sky has a few fluffy clouds, there's a delicious breeze in the air, and there's a Skitty balancing on top of a beach ball.
-- wait, what.]
Nyaaa~! [Look, look! I did it-nyaa~!]
[Where does Eris keep finding these random objects? Who the hell knows. But she's somehow managing to maintain her balance on top of a wobbling, brightly-colored beach ball-- and on her hind legs, no less. That's probably not something one sees everyday.]
-- wait, what.]
Nyaaa~! [Look, look! I did it-nyaa~!]
[Where does Eris keep finding these random objects? Who the hell knows. But she's somehow managing to maintain her balance on top of a wobbling, brightly-colored beach ball-- and on her hind legs, no less. That's probably not something one sees everyday.]