A heartless feline plops herself down on Prophets shoulder, she's missed him for a very long time and doesn't seem to be willing to move anytime soon
Prophet smiled at his friend. Even if the plug-tailed feline wasnβt inclined to move, he was going to move her from the pauldron and down into his arms. That was where she could get some warmth and a few little head rubs perhaps.
Maryx could enjoy the WIZ with Prophet. Then maybe later there would be talking or Prophet wrapping his feline companion in a blanket burrito and not let her go for a few days.















