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fuzzyred ([personal profile] fuzzyred) wrote2020-07-05 09:07 am
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Comfort Corner

The carpet is thick, soft and cream coloured, while the walls are a yellow bronze colour. In the corner along one wall there is a large sofa, able to seat 4 or 5 people comfortably. Along the other corner wall there is a smaller sofa for 2 or 3 people. In the middle of the furniture, there is a low, round coffee table, perfect for colouring at or for other craft activities.

There is a scratching post and a cat tree for climbing, which are both along the wall opposite the couch. A few fluffy beds have also been put out, in varying sizes, in case any one prefers the floor. There is also a large sturdy perch and a marked off area that says "Landing Pad" in case any winged friends want to visit.

There is now a blue chaise chair in the nook as well, which has been placed near the couch and is good for both sitting and spreading out lengthwise.

There are two baskets off to the side. One contains fuzzy blankets, a variety of fuzzy and textured pillows, and a collection of stuffed animals while the other contains a variety of art supplies, ranging from colouring pages and blank paper to crayons and coloured pencils, and more besides.


There is a fruit platter, a meat and cheese tray, and shortbread cookies, along with a variety of drinks.
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[personal profile] technoshaman 2020-07-05 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh lordy, could I use a snuggle.
crashes down on the big sofa
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[personal profile] technoshaman 2020-07-05 06:00 pm (UTC)(link)
*draws J in for a good drowsy cuddle*
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*troup of usuals*

[personal profile] we_are_spc 2020-07-05 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Comes in with food, Clarien curls up in a bed; Craimar lands on perch; Trausio is carried by Kae in phoenix form, Errol pulls the cart with many tasty treats.

Sh'lainn curls up on the smaller coutch, dozing a bit from a long, hard day. Her banshee senses, raw and a wake, flare a bit, then settle as there are familiar souls, and only one she doesn't quite know. She can handle that.

-T~
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Re: *troup of usuals*

[personal profile] we_are_spc 2020-07-06 01:25 am (UTC)(link)
Fuzzy J makes her way over to the troup, happy to see them here. She sort of starfishes in the middle, getting as close to everyone as she can, waiting to see how the seating arrangements work out.

Errol and Kae settle in places, Trausio a feather blob between them over which the men casually stretch an arm. She churrs happily, settling so neither man is uncomfortable. All of them leave a space in case J wants to join the now inpromptu cuddle pile.

Craimar fluffs his feathers, launching to take a few spins about the room berfore landing as his winged elven self, curling himself in an available space beside Kae, leaning his head on the brown-winged elf's shoulder, and closing his eyes in relief.

Kitty J trots over to Sh'lainn, curling up in a purring ball right beside her. ~Bear is good, snuggly and nice and kind, good Bear. Good at giving space too. Safe now.~ Kitty J nuzzles her friend a little, then settles down and waits to see how much contact Sh'lainn wants.

Sh'lainn reaches with her hands, opening her arms a bit, ~kay. Cuddle 'gains' me? Miss ye...~ Sh'lainn gives a tiredhappy smile to her kitty friend.
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Re: *troup of usuals*

[personal profile] we_are_spc 2020-07-06 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
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.
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Re: *troup of usuals*

[personal profile] we_are_spc 2020-07-06 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Trausio gives another contented humming sound, dropping off to sleep, being more exausted than she'd realized.

Sh'lainn continues the scritches, moving slowly and carefully to under the chin, doing a gentle but firm pressurre there.

~Sounds good.~Erool shifts so he can runn a quick srtroke down his new friends nose, then returns to dozing on the others.