Trausio makesa soft, conteted sing-song sound, filling the room with a 'calming' quality as she half-closes her eyes, ~grumyparty later? Wanna jus' stretch here a bit, but want comb-outs, too. Prrease?~

Sh'lainn lets out a soft laugh at the purring kitty. Scritching behind the ears as she settles in a better position for kitty-axccess-cuddles. ~Soft be good. This be nice.~

Errol, somehow still mostly upright, glances about for Fire so he can at least 'send' a 'how you do' though at her. He doesn't know why, but that horse already has him wrapped around her hooves. He grins at the though of a run with her later. It would be good to stretch the old legs a bit for once. and not because he's running after 'I'm op to no good again' Miles. He does let out a chuckle at that, as it brings back fond memories of his son. Now a gronw man.