It was a good thing that she didn't call out 'come in'. This was the Unseelie Court, and inviting them into your room was a very, very bad idea. She couldn't keep them out completely, but the fey follow rules above all else, and by order of their queen, she was not to be bothered unless Isiea requested it.

Letting them into her room could almost sound like such a request.

A slinky black cat sat on the floor with its tail curled around itself, gazing up at her with unblinking yellow eyes. Before she could say or do anything, it hissed and darted through the crack like a streak of shadow.

Powernap.

She blinks, surprised, but doesnt really question it. She just watches the cat silently.

Oh, okay. Smart.

The cat was no longer a cat. Tiaothin the phouka stood there, grinning at her, canines glinting. Of course. It would be the phouka; they didn't follow social rules. In fact, they seemed to take great pleasure in breaking them. Furred ears peeked out of her dreadlocked hair, twitching sporadically. She wore a gaudy jacket that sparkled with fake gems and studs, ripped jeans and combat boots. Unlike the Seelie Court, the Unseelie fey actually preferred "mortal" clothing. Whether it was in direct defiance of the Seelie Court, or because they wanted to blend in more with humans, it was hard to tell.

She just stares at the phouka quietly, her expression, as always, neutral.

She woke up, and it only took her 5 seconds ti register her current position. And quickly sat up.

Tiaothin had taken a keen interest in her when she was brought to court, the insatiable curiosity of a phouka. She'd bugged Isiea a few times, but she wasn't exactly what I'd call a friend. The way she stared at Isiea, unblinking, like she was sizing her up for her next meal was a little unnerving for most. The phouka hissed, running her tongue along her teeth. "You're not ready," she said in her sibilant voice, looking Isiea over skeptically. "Hurry. Hurry and change. We should go, quickly."

Puck was still asleep

She stared at him, and gently poked his face.

,, Whats this about? ,, She keeps her tone as un-showing as her face.