Kitten slinks over -- or tries to; she's gotten too big for any kind of subtlety -- and carefully insinuates her enormous head beneath Daine's arm. What used to be a trill comes out as more of a deep, rumbling purr.
"She's still sorry," Daine says with a hapless shrug. Truth be told, she thinks the shed would have fallen down sooner or later without Kitten's help; a good storm might've caved it in. But Kitten already looks unhappy about being so much bigger than she ought to be, and destroying the shed probably doesn't feel much better than being stuck in the house had.
At least she's not stuck in the house. "Thanks, Magnus," she adds, nodding gratefully up at him. "You got her out safe, and that's no small thing." She strokes Kitten's snout, marveling at the size of it. "Speaking of no small thing," she adds wryly. "Mithros, even the barn won't be big enough for you."
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Date: 2018-08-16 02:25 am (UTC)From:"She's still sorry," Daine says with a hapless shrug. Truth be told, she thinks the shed would have fallen down sooner or later without Kitten's help; a good storm might've caved it in. But Kitten already looks unhappy about being so much bigger than she ought to be, and destroying the shed probably doesn't feel much better than being stuck in the house had.
At least she's not stuck in the house. "Thanks, Magnus," she adds, nodding gratefully up at him. "You got her out safe, and that's no small thing." She strokes Kitten's snout, marveling at the size of it. "Speaking of no small thing," she adds wryly. "Mithros, even the barn won't be big enough for you."