I will do my best to defend my friends!

+fxlicitxusfxline

"8ut it’s good manners to." You continue drinking your hot chocolate as you sit down.

Nepeta let out a giggle, her tail wagging behind her as much as it could within the cramped space. She stopped her laughing as she heard someone entering the room. Uh oh. Now this could be a small issue. She peeked out ever so slightly. Ohhh, please dont check this box.

:33 < i purrsonally never understood them that much, but, whatever works for mew!

:33< well its actually moar of a furball(verbal) accent that translates purrtty whale to text

Okray! I just don’t want to inktereupt anyfin!

So, I Tale It You Are A Version Of Nepeta Yes? Lovely To Meet You. Would You Mind Telling Me More About You?

fxlicitxusfxline started following you!

It’s unusual for someone to pick her up still and Nepeta shuffles in their arms a little before leaning against them with a purr. She was absolutely sure that they weren’t going to drop her. 99% sure. Yes. Her tail coils around their arm just in case, the little pettroll relaxing in their grip with a sigh. Perhaps she’d perk up after some good food and water, spoilt food and various edible shrapnel wasn’t good for anyone let alone a young troll.

Nepeta was glad the other had eased into being held. She hadnt had anyone or anything to take care of or play with...not since Pounce's death. She looked up and sighed contently as she entered her cave hive. She hoped the little one would feel safe and at home here. She slowly sat her down. "Okay! Ill get the meat out!"