09-23-2014, 03:20 AM
Kiernan nodded in acceptance of Popokey’s explanation, tempted not to think of the two fighting men as he was instead rather intent on enjoying his time here. It hadn’t even occured to him at the time that he was a slave right now, what mattered was that she ran over to join him. Smiling at her happily and grabbing a pillow his self, Kieran laughed as he met her buffs with defense. “A den was such a good idea,” he marveled, eyes lighting up with joy as his ears perked up at him. He dove under the sheets, twirling about in them to send a sneak attack at her.
“Rah!” He cried playfully, using a pillow to gently push into her side, though careful not to put enough force into it to knock her off the bed. After a few minutes of this, he would give in to being tired yet, still feeling the effects of minimal food. So, sinking down to the mattress, Kieran would lay on his back with his tail flickering back and forth beside him. He panted lightly, not quite tired of the playing, but still fatigued despite now having his gem.
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