Almost homebound

Vai's soft laughter rang about the little house as he rolled over, the ex-huntress obliging him happily. Remi was lucky - she was so concerned with lavishing the fluff on his chest and belly with attention that she wasn't watching his paws or his face. In fact when his voice rang out, clear as a bell, it made her jump a little until she realised what he must be doing. "You are more than welcome," she told him warmly, absently smoothing out the fur she'd ruffled up. Sedatives, though? She arched an eyebrow, nodding slowly and letting her fingers dance over his ribs and chest as she relaxed further against the wall. "And you don't have to get shot," she said - much more important than a wasted arrow. Letting out a long sigh, she glanced across at Remi. "You don't think very much of yourself, do you?" she said - quite where it came from she couldn't say. vervain where the wild things are