He waved his paws in the air helplessly as another parade of tiny sneezes assaulted his nose, finally rolling over onto his stomach with the last one. Whew. I don't know about you, but I think it really is naptime, he admitted, chuckling through the link as he panted to get his breath back. You really put me through the wringer! He reached out to pretend to bat at her, though he wasn't quite close enough to manage, and instead fell dramatically forward into the snow.
Save me, Auni! He decried, throwing in a melodramatic vocal whine for good measure. I've been defeated!
Looking up at Kiada's caracal form he exhaled wetly and gave a little wag of his tail, brushing the snow back and forth behind him. Which I think means that I get to treat you for tea, if you feel up for it? It was a tentative offer, though only because Jigano had not felt well enough - or had time enough - to go visit his favorite teahouse since the blight had set itself into his bones. That he felt good enough to go now said as much for Kiada's healing presence as it did for his own returning strength. Race you to the market?
Save me, Auni! He decried, throwing in a melodramatic vocal whine for good measure. I've been defeated!
Looking up at Kiada's caracal form he exhaled wetly and gave a little wag of his tail, brushing the snow back and forth behind him. Which I think means that I get to treat you for tea, if you feel up for it? It was a tentative offer, though only because Jigano had not felt well enough - or had time enough - to go visit his favorite teahouse since the blight had set itself into his bones. That he felt good enough to go now said as much for Kiada's healing presence as it did for his own returning strength. Race you to the market?
