Anya looks surprised - but regardless goes to do as asked and picks up the kitten!! Since she does have a free arm though, she'll hug Leo with that one, the other gently cradling the kitten.]
I move fast all the time! Gotta keep up with my brain. ♪
[leo leads her along to the spare room where the kittens and mr. darcy live for now; darcy meows when he opens the door, ambling over to rub against their legs for pets, and her kittens slowly wobble their way over with high-pitched little mews of their own.]
Ah, you're all looking good today! This is my friend Anya, you'll like her... the big one here is Mr. Darcy, that one [a calico] is Gulliver, and this one is Tom Sawyer! [tom's a little grey tabby. there's also a soft grey kitten, who leo points to and adds:] Sena's going to name that one.
Anya does a soft little gasp, followed by her softly moving to her knees so that she's closer to them. It's automatic how she wants to be smaller, right on their level as she opens her arms to them in order to welcome the soft little fur babies.]
Mr. Darcy, Gulliver, Tom Sawyer.... [she keeps repeating gently, trying to get the words to sound right on her tongue]
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Anya looks surprised - but regardless goes to do as asked and picks up the kitten!! Since she does have a free arm though, she'll hug Leo with that one, the other gently cradling the kitten.]
Leo...!!
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You really are back! Ahh, I missed you, I was worried, you know? But I knew you'd make it.
[he finally pulls back, there, tugging at her arm-]
Come meet the others!
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And she'll just giggle as Leo moves on - he has so much energy?]
B восторге...! Leo moves so fast for the kittens.
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[leo leads her along to the spare room where the kittens and mr. darcy live for now; darcy meows when he opens the door, ambling over to rub against their legs for pets, and her kittens slowly wobble their way over with high-pitched little mews of their own.]
Ah, you're all looking good today! This is my friend Anya, you'll like her... the big one here is Mr. Darcy, that one [a calico] is Gulliver, and this one is Tom Sawyer! [tom's a little grey tabby. there's also a soft grey kitten, who leo points to and adds:] Sena's going to name that one.
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Anya does a soft little gasp, followed by her softly moving to her knees so that she's closer to them. It's automatic how she wants to be smaller, right on their level as she opens her arms to them in order to welcome the soft little fur babies.]
Mr. Darcy, Gulliver, Tom Sawyer.... [she keeps repeating gently, trying to get the words to sound right on her tongue]
Nya! Hello, friends...