Eroll chuckles softly; he's missed horses. Ever since his grandfather died, his contact with them had been deminished by people's lack of interest in their care. He reaches to rub under Fire's chin, and plucks an apple he'd somehow managed to hid in his pockets, and offers it on a flat palmed hand.
Sh'lainn giggles brigghtly at the nuzzles, then unrolls a string from around a stick, with a feathered bakll at the end that makes a sqeaking sound...almost like a small mouse. She tosses the string part, running it back and forth across the carpet, hoping Kitty J'd like the thing.
Craimar, called by Trausio's telepathic, ~switching places, love.~ comes in in owl form, having finished his darts in the cuddle party, and lands on the perch, folding his wings to rest there for the time being.
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Date: 2020-06-21 05:59 pm (UTC)Sh'lainn giggles brigghtly at the nuzzles, then unrolls a string from around a stick, with a feathered bakll at the end that makes a sqeaking sound...almost like a small mouse. She tosses the string part, running it back and forth across the carpet, hoping Kitty J'd like the thing.
Craimar, called by Trausio's telepathic, ~switching places, love.~ comes in in owl form, having finished his darts in the cuddle party, and lands on the perch, folding his wings to rest there for the time being.