*purr purr* ~Nice fingers! More petting?~ Kitty J makes a noise intended to convey a "please", even though she doesn't come right out and say it.
"That they can be. I love mine, but they seem to have a habit of eating my spoons. I'm very glad of your comfort.* J smiles again and snuggles in more.
J gigles at the feel of Clarien's tongue, and basks in his purring noises.
Fuzzy J is happy to see Thairon come in and settle down. Indeed, she is glad to see so many from this clan (I'm not sure if that's the right word, I'm sorry if I got it wrong) feel safe here.
Over by Sh'lainn, a very odd scene is taking place. Both Fuzzy J and Kitty J are comfortable where they are and don't want to move but they still want to lay down near Thairon, and cuddle if he wants. To that end, Fire has appeared, but her horse instincts are shouting "predator!" at her, while Kitty J tries to convince her it is safe. Finally, on shaky legs and whickering nervously all the while, Fire drags a pillow over and folds down about a body's length away from Thairon. She lays there breathing hard, with all her other forms sending reassurance, and tries to ignore her instincts telling her to run, especially since *this* panther doesn't *feel* like a threat, even though he looks like one.
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Date: 2020-09-08 02:04 am (UTC)"That they can be. I love mine, but they seem to have a habit of eating my spoons. I'm very glad of your comfort.* J smiles again and snuggles in more.
J gigles at the feel of Clarien's tongue, and basks in his purring noises.
Fuzzy J is happy to see Thairon come in and settle down. Indeed, she is glad to see so many from this clan (I'm not sure if that's the right word, I'm sorry if I got it wrong) feel safe here.
Over by Sh'lainn, a very odd scene is taking place. Both Fuzzy J and Kitty J are comfortable where they are and don't want to move but they still want to lay down near Thairon, and cuddle if he wants. To that end, Fire has appeared, but her horse instincts are shouting "predator!" at her, while Kitty J tries to convince her it is safe. Finally, on shaky legs and whickering nervously all the while, Fire drags a pillow over and folds down about a body's length away from Thairon. She lays there breathing hard, with all her other forms sending reassurance, and tries to ignore her instincts telling her to run, especially since *this* panther doesn't *feel* like a threat, even though he looks like one.