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Cymarron watched Aura for a moment, and then left teh kitchen, noticing the false elf and Ecara...Bastet and Nelphean's scents drifted from the library. So he went to Nailah's room, and lightly tapped on teh door with his claws. everyone else either seemed to be deep in thought or with someone, so he wanted to offer company to Nailah if she wanted some...of course if not, he coudl always go back to the kitchen to offer Aura some help.

Nelphean laughed softly at Ecara's affection, she was a sweet girl. Then she brought up Tyler, who was hidding himself away from the pair. "The shadows are my home, not yours Tyler, come, sit by Ecara, enjoy our company from a friendly distance." Nelphean thought about not giving him a choice, but that might just stress the child.

Nelphean's eyes turned back towards Ecara, and he smiled. His wet hair had dried from the heat of the dim flames, and Nelphean shook his head, to get the bangs to settle along the sides of his head.

She reached up and pulled her fingers down his hair for a moment, she couldn't stand messy hair. A look to Tyler and did the same. His was messy too. "Don't be scared Tyler." She smiled. A smile that dropped off from pressure that was uncomfortable. "What did you want to talk about?"


She flipped pages, reading over old hieroglyphs. But for a book it was so unorganized. These people could of at least broken things into chapters, but no. Of course not, that would make her life too easy.

He felt her fingers in his hair and sighed. Then he moved his own hands up and ran them through his hair. "Stop it Cara. I like it like that." He shook his head once and was satisfied. "I kinda wondered about my mommy. I mean...I almost called Miss Niah my mommy the other day and I feel...I don't know what I feel. Is that okay Cara?" He was really torn inside. He wanted to see his mommy again but at the same time he didn't want to choose between her and Miss Niah. He could barely remember her and that scared him too. He twirled his fingers in his lap and sighed again. This was just too hard. He looked at Nelphean and said "Pleased to meet'ca Mr. Nellen."

Bastet was simply sitting on him, waiting for him to respond when she had her guard down and suddenly she was on the table with Nelphean pinning her down. The movement was too familiar, yet still unexpected. He would not force anything from her would he? A slight panic arose as she looked around, then she realized that this was Nelphean, not someone bad. She shifted her look to mild amusement, and her eyes back to his, "What elf? Obviously you missed me quite a bit. Can you handle yourself or should I get myself out of this situation?" Keeping her gaze with his she twitched her tail and figured out how she could shove him off.

if she could see under fur, she'd notice his blush.

"Cymarron wanted to offer you company. everyone else seemed..occupied with something, we wondered if you would like someone to talk to. and...we want to apologize for the other day. we didn't mean to make you leave our Den."

He fidgeted slightly, scuffing his feet some and his tail kept moving around his leg and then off behind him again.

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