[ His stomach definitely flips a little. All of her casual affection is so sweet. ]
Little, definitely. There's only so much sunbeam.
[ With a gesture and a few murmured words, Caleb's form shifts. A cat that could be Frumpkin's twin but for a pair of bright blue eyes rather than amber jumps down from the couch, tail up and trotting to the square of warm sunlight washed across the floor. ]
[the cat that she transforms into is surprisingly not orange--she's always liked a sort of dilute tortie look, probably because they're as spicy as she wants to be. Cat-Keyleth nuzzles affectionately against Cat-Caleb before following him, tail twitching, to the patch of sun, stretching out peacefully.]
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I guessed. [ It's so easy, as usual, to return her smile. ] They're mine too.
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big cats or little?
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Little, definitely. There's only so much sunbeam.
[ With a gesture and a few murmured words, Caleb's form shifts. A cat that could be Frumpkin's twin but for a pair of bright blue eyes rather than amber jumps down from the couch, tail up and trotting to the square of warm sunlight washed across the floor. ]
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[the cat that she transforms into is surprisingly not orange--she's always liked a sort of dilute tortie look, probably because they're as spicy as she wants to be. Cat-Keyleth nuzzles affectionately against Cat-Caleb before following him, tail twitching, to the patch of sun, stretching out peacefully.]