(It's ok ^^)


She lays down on the floor, smiling in amusement.


"No." She sighs, frowning. "My parents never told me any- nothing with good morals, anyways."

The cats start fighting on top of Rim for attention and for the sake of playing with sharp claws.



Lycan shakes his head, "I guess some people are just like that. My parents cast me out the first time I turned into a wolf. Nearly had me shot by poachers or maybe they were hunters, I'm not sure anymore."

She lets them.


She nods, frowning. "Most of my parents' stories were about sirens being superior. They were convinced that sirens were better than any other magic or other being."

The cats aren't trying to harm Rim but some torn fibers and possibly hair are very likely.
Chelsea asks if Rim wants help.


Lycan shakes his head, "We all have our ways of surviving."

She lightly sits up, slowly so as to not hurt or scare them. It doesn't give the cats much choice other than to hop off of her.


She nods with a sigh.

One of the cats clings to Rim's shoulder while the other jumps off.



Lycan looks up at the stars and the moon, "Want a bit of fun?"

She gently tugs the cat off of her.


"Sure." That perks her back up a little.

(Sorry it took so long to respond internet went down completely for almost two days.)


The cats look at Rim meowing rather loudly at in their displeasure. Chelsea looks at them and they quickly stop.
"You okay," Chelsea asks.



"If you howl I won't fall under your spell right?"

(It's ok lol, it seems everyone's internet died for a few days)


"I'm fine." She shrugs.



"I don't know."

(Thanks)

"That's good," Chelsea yawns, "We should probably get some rest."


"Well earplugs exist for that reason right," Lycan responds, "And if you put me under your spell I trust you won't do anything."