“I promise, I did actually come to speak to you.” Even though she says this, statement doesn’t have an ounce of credibility. Her hand is outstretched to Lucrezia to investigate, own feline pupils dilating in their excitement. Adoring smile is given to fellow cat, before sheepish eyes turn to glance up at witch, not looking very sorry in the slightest.
“ UH-HUH, ” IS ALL IOVITA SAYS dully in response, chin in their hand as they watch the tigress interact with lucrezia. their familiar is practically vibrating with excitement – like she’s met her own kitty version of a celebrity. the second ashmi reached out a hand for her to sniff, lucrezia had eagerly stretched forward to do so, ears pricked and eyes huge, round, and dark. if she could talk lucrezia would surely be full of endless questions: how does it feel to be so big and powerful? what is it like to be both woman and cat? does she chase the big prey-animals and not the small prey-animals?
‘ MRRR-UP! ’ comes the insistent mew the second ashmi turns her attention away to look at her witch. lucrezia is, as always, entirely aware of how her witch is feeling (a little ignored, right now), but she is also firmly under the current opinion that it doesn’t matter. it’s all about her and her new big cat friend. reaching out a big, fuzzy paw, she plants it on the tigress’s cheek, staring at her in feline awe.
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