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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.

Date: 2020-07-22 12:08 am (UTC)
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Morgan blinks a bit. "You-youan blanket forts aren't j-just for babies and kids?" Her parents hadn't said this, but she'd heard it often enough from other parents and people that she'd figured it must have something to it. "I'd-I think I'd...like that, actually."

Nadine pokes her head out of the blanket the rest of the way, and greets J with a slow smile, "Maybe a stuffed cat? I would like to cuddle you later, but...right now I am too afraid of squeezing the life out of your pour dear kitty form."

Date: 2020-07-22 03:30 pm (UTC)
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Morgan sweeps her gaze over the building things, then reaches for another fuzzy blanket and a textured pillow. Nodding in a sort of nervous sattesfaction, she looks to J. Okay, let's go."

Nadine chooses the poodle, curling up around itand squeezing it tightly for a few moments before releasing with a long shuddering sigh as if letting go of a great deal of pent up tention.

Trausio pokes her head into the comfort corner, and seeing her friends taken care of, ducks out again to gather others.

Date: 2020-07-22 08:46 pm (UTC)
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Morgan watches J start to build, then moves a couple of the cussions to make more of a hexagonal shape, ading more poles where needed. She slowly begins to smile, letting go a little more as she works. It is then, J might notice, had shee been paying attention, that this is Clarien's twin sib, in every sencde of the word, including shape-shifted form.

Nadine squeezees the poodle a few more times, each tim becoming less and less tence, until she lays on her back, her arms curled around both the poodle and the bear now, her eyes closing in an expression of actual contented relaxation.

Trausio trots back in, tossing a grin at J followed by the usuals-Kae Craimar, Errol, Sh'lainn-and a new shy girl with horns that look similar to nadines-except for they look more like the ones you'd see on Puck or Pan, and they com out just above her ears. Her feet are those of a horse, and her hair is long, kinky and brilliantly autumhnal in collor; the golden-rod and oringish-falling leaf colors the most prevalent at the moment.

"Hi, J. Meet Shyra. She asked to come and see what your less crowded space was like befor ma,king the leap to the cuddle party. Any foods here yet?"

T glances to morgan, then blinks. That's why Clarien couldn't come-she had no idea what was with that part of their history, but so far as she knew, even within the inns walls, they could not occupy the same space at the same time-or not yet, anyway.
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Morgan actually grins when the fort's done, grabbing a book and the cards, curling up in the nest with the fuzzy blanket and pillow.

Seeing Nadine ignore the beany cat, Morgan floats it over, placing it in the crook of one arm, as she feafs through the story she picked. Looking at the cards, she begins to try telling the story through theem, glancing back and forth between the book and what she's doing.

Nadine grins at the fort, leting her head rest on her own pillow. She's not seen Morgan that relaxed since she's known her, and it's good to see.

Errol smiles at Fire, extending a 'hand to the horse.

"Oooh," Shyra produces an apple from her pocket, having secrretted it there per Trausio's urging, and holds it out on a flat palm, "Hey there, You're a pretty girl!"
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Morgan puzzles over the ending a bit, then manages to finih the story, picking up the cards and reshuffling them back into place.

She puts the book down, then curls up to nap a bit.

~Yes!~ Shyra's hooves drum the grown as she dances excitedly.

Errol chuckles, ~Yes, running sounds good.~

Trausio has placed herself on the shaize, wings folded comfortably behind her, and a grin on her face.

run stuffs

Date: 2020-07-26 09:39 pm (UTC)
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~Yes.~ Errol and Shyra say as one, ~Outside is good!~

Trausio reaches to stroke Kitty-J. ~Sh'lainn on mission with partner, says hi and misses kitty-friend who plays.~ She patts her lap, stretching her legs out so Kitty-J can take over.

Re: run stuffs

Date: 2020-07-28 12:53 am (UTC)
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Errol lets out a mental 'chuckle' and begins to run, taking deep, even breaths as he does so. Followed not long after by Shira, who runs a bit mor evenly than Errrol does at first, befor Errol gets his rhythm, THe yard seems the perfect spot to just run,, nothing else needed

~I think so, yes.~ Trausio lets out a slight laugh as Kkitty-J flops over in her lap, ~Good to see you, too.~

Re: run stuffs

Date: 2020-07-28 04:30 am (UTC)
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Shyra will try shifting in this space to a horse, and blink when she finds herself on four legg with her horns on either side of her ears, just on either side of her main, She whinnies in a bright sens of joy as she runs up next to Fire, encuraging a short race if she wishes.

Trausio laughs a little, rubbing Kitty-J's belly as she lays out on her lap, ~Your lap. No sharing at the moment.~ She smiles slowly.

~Nashala?~

Trausio looks over at Craimar, who's holding a falcon-shaped Kae on his fist.

~Iced coffee, love?~

Trausio nodded, ~Is he okay?~

Craimar brings over an iced mocha, nodding, ~Long flight like, he jus' restin. Decidin' to be comin' here to do it. Mind if we join ye? On yer sholders like?!~

Trausio nods. smiling a bit. ~J, you remember these two, yes?~

-T~

Re: run stuffs

Date: 2020-07-30 11:54 am (UTC)
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Shyra will whinny back, picking up the pace to match the canter, then sppeeding up slightly, but not quite to a gallop yet. As the breeze catches her mane, fire can see bits of the earth-brown among the read and gold autumnal colors leading to silver-frosted tips every once in a while.

Craimar will snag food, urging Kae to shift to elf to eat something. Kae will oblige, though not with a mental half-playful complaint.

Trausio laughs, continuing the belly rubs, enjoying the warm feel of the melted puddlecat.

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