Jill curls up by saul, her head near his side, relaxing for the first in seemingly forever. No enemies here means that this plase is safer than many she's been in, and it actually feels *good*. She eyes Saul for his reaction, knowing he would be more alert than she, ralaxing marginally more when he does as well, stretching out his head to his paws, he seeming to be more at ease than she.
Sh'lainn giggles, reaching seemingly into thin air (gotta love dimentional pockets) and pulling out a plate of kitty-sized morsels for her friend, putting it on the floor for her friend. "Here ye go. Enjo yerself, aye?"
Trausio lets out a soft churr of pleasure at the strokes, half-closing her eyes. It fels good to be touched, she misses it so much.
Errol squeezes J lightly, giving what comfort he can, and shifts so she can lay her head on his shoulder if she wants. Clarien, meanwhile, begins to make a comforting noise, flicking his tongue out to lick J's fingers if she puts them within reach of it.
A dark head peaks in before pulling away again. J could guess at him being another were-cat persuasion, before he slides away again. Thairon checking on his people. Seeing them safe, he slips back into the shadows, keeping an eye out for anything he may need to help with-be it supplies or another body to cuddle wwith. He glances at the beds, seeing if there would be one his size since, like Saul, he is slightly larger than a naturally wild cat would be. (Reference: were panther)
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Sh'lainn giggles, reaching seemingly into thin air (gotta love dimentional pockets) and pulling out a plate of kitty-sized morsels for her friend, putting it on the floor for her friend. "Here ye go. Enjo yerself, aye?"
Trausio lets out a soft churr of pleasure at the strokes, half-closing her eyes. It fels good to be touched, she misses it so much.
Errol squeezes J lightly, giving what comfort he can, and shifts so she can lay her head on his shoulder if she wants. Clarien, meanwhile, begins to make a comforting noise, flicking his tongue out to lick J's fingers if she puts them within reach of it.
A dark head peaks in before pulling away again. J could guess at him being another were-cat persuasion, before he slides away again. Thairon checking on his people. Seeing them safe, he slips back into the shadows, keeping an eye out for anything he may need to help with-be it supplies or another body to cuddle wwith. He glances at the beds, seeing if there would be one his size since, like Saul, he is slightly larger than a naturally wild cat would be. (Reference: were panther)