bwuh.

[liugan]

Oh, for goodness sake, girl. I am not being difficult, you are. If you find you are having such trouble writing something coherent that isn't littered with drowsy grammatical errors, then cease your efforts for the night and rest. I speak for the lot of us when I say that your weariness and listless attitude is taxing, to say the least. I can barely hear my own complaints over the sheer volume of yours.

There is something inherently wrong when I am the one telling you to rest, by the way.



And for the love of Valhalla, wedge a blanket under the closet doors. The cat will not be able to pry them open, and you can stop yelling at him for being a cat.

Go. Away with you. Shoo.

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[resolvere]

[Look at that tail, wagging just for you, Loki! And she's still so pleased to see him.

Cats?

Amaterasu knows a lot about cats. She's a fan of them, really.]

[liugan]

[ It will forever baffle him how a wolf is so excited to see him. ]

Hers is a bit of a brat, yes.

[resolvere]

[She's so much more than a wolf, has he yet to realize that.

I am quite partial to cats; I am friends with their god, I suppose you could say.

Heeeey buddy, how do those ears look?]

[liugan]

[ Like ... ears? ]

I find them more tolerable than other creatures.

[resolvere]

[She tilts her head just so, one of those ears flopping over. Don't look like they need a scratch, really?

Perhaps you would like Kabegami. She is the god of walls and can walk on them. Very playful, as well.]

[liugan]

[ Perhaps, but one has to be in a petting mood. ]

There is a difference from liking someone, and merely tolerating them.