Snippet #1463981

Mihi was unsurprised when the cat made off again. A simple swish of his tail, a sweep of his step, and he was gone- quick as ever and left. He was speaking with the puffypillar- she rather liked her new name for him- and inquiring about the royal habits. Not only was she not surprised by this behavior, she rather expected it. she was curious about the royal puppets herself but she had better ways of obtaining that information. She simply observed as they went about their odd little habits. As it began to rain, Mihi became thoroughly bright and cheery. Not a bird was in the sky.