Felih cradles the big kit in his arms, the large bundle already bigger than a normal housecat, even as young as it was. He remembered one of his Lalafellin friends complaining about coeurl kits- but he'll have to deal with it, because Felih isn't leaving this kit alone.
"Speckle- how cute," Felih says with a grin, before bringing up Umbra so he could nuzzle at her and press gentle, purring kisses to her soft fluffy forehead and ears. "The kits are precious at this age- and luckily, much more amenable to human touch. They ought to be more or less tame, if we raise them dutifully," he murmurs, cuddling the kit more. The tiny, sleepy thing is purring now, calming down to hear Felih's purr and feel the warmth from his hold.
"Yes, please do- I'll go fetch them. I still have a few from the last one I raised-" Felih may have a bad habit of adopting abandoned wildcats. "-so we are not out of luck. Some warmed milk and they'll be alright," he murmurs. "Here- mind Stormwind. He's usually well-behaved, but even so- don't be afraid to wrangle him if he causes trouble."
The seafoam-colored chocobo simply fluffs itself up a little before sitting down on the ground and nesting patiently.
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"Speckle- how cute," Felih says with a grin, before bringing up Umbra so he could nuzzle at her and press gentle, purring kisses to her soft fluffy forehead and ears. "The kits are precious at this age- and luckily, much more amenable to human touch. They ought to be more or less tame, if we raise them dutifully," he murmurs, cuddling the kit more. The tiny, sleepy thing is purring now, calming down to hear Felih's purr and feel the warmth from his hold.
"Yes, please do- I'll go fetch them. I still have a few from the last one I raised-" Felih may have a bad habit of adopting abandoned wildcats. "-so we are not out of luck. Some warmed milk and they'll be alright," he murmurs. "Here- mind Stormwind. He's usually well-behaved, but even so- don't be afraid to wrangle him if he causes trouble."
The seafoam-colored chocobo simply fluffs itself up a little before sitting down on the ground and nesting patiently.