Snippet #2750376

Linda winced as Spud pretty much burnt her right hand to well past crispy, but thankfully the regenerative abilites of werecats was going to kick in as soon as she fell asleep. Which sadly wasnt going to happen any time soon. Spud's tail was polishing the floor of the gazebo quite nicely, it was, now that Linda really thought about it, the cleanest that the Gazebos floor had ever been in as long as she had it.

"What exactly can you eat ?" It wasnt like she had anything readily available for him to chow down on.... a second passed andbefore Spud could answer Linda corrected herself "What exactlky do you want to eat ?" She sat on the low bench which also acted as her bed, made of polished granite and steel whool. a mattress of a sort laid upon it neatly.

the gazebo was, afterall, Lindas bedroom, her dorm so to speak. Linda examined her burnt hand, the leather pad of a cats paw clearly visible a dark leatherpink hue quickly fading into the burnt patches of the pads, each length of finger also had a bit of leather pad. Reflex alone ensured her claws wherent harmed.

Then she had a confused question, and an even more confused expression "Zhou ?' Why did that name sound familar ?