Home Again

[spirit_of_truth]

The cat circles and settles down on her hip, pulling paws up into a classic loaf position. Giving her a quick skritch between the ears, Diana settles back onto the couch, book in hand. Having a moment to relax had been hard to find in recent days, and after making sure that the Bana they'd been able to find were comfortable in the Watchtower's med bay, Diana had decided to take an afternoon to collect her thoughts.

John was presumeably at work, so the apartment was quiet, other than the low purring currently coming from the little cat.