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[wolfishsurvivalist]

[339 Brady Lane]

[Shortly after the mail's arrived, Mika can be found sitting on the porch, a package torn open near her feet and she has a worn, discolored satchel in her lap. Her gaze is distant as she holds a battered notebook in her hands, flipping through the pages without really looking at them.

Of all the things she could have gotten back, she hadn't expected them to return her bag.]

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[wolfishsurvivalist]

Mmmhmm, it's my bag.

[There is always room on her lap for a purring kitten. The notebook is set aside and she pats her knee so he knows he's welcome. A good kitten cuddle is exactly what she needs.]

[nyanpire]

Your bag! Nyaa, bags are useful! You can put all your things in them, and... and take them with you!

[He turns in a little circle, then settles all comfy-like.]

Nyaa... I... I got back Misaki's change purse... it's got a ribbon. I can use it as a bag...

[wolfishsurvivalist]

Yes, I can.

[She pets him gently, running her hand over his soft black fur and rubbing gently behind his ears.]

Oh, you probably could. Put all kind of treasures in it that you might be able to take home and show her.

[nyanpire]

Treasures, nyaa...

[He lifts his head and looks up at her thoughtfully... and all thoughts are derailed because of the nice pets behind his ears. He even tilts to encourage her to tickle under his chin!]

Mayfield has treasures?

[wolfishsurvivalist]

Oh, you might be able to find something you like enough to call it treasure.

[She is so going to scratch beneath his chin, her tail wagging as she watches him.]

[nyanpire]

Meowbey... [Now he's resting his chin on his little paws, giving this some serious thought. He'd have to go treasure hunting sometime soon...]

Did your bag have treasures in it...?

[wolfishsurvivalist]

No, not yet. Mine only had a few things I used to use all the time, so I'll have to find some treasures to put in it.

[nyanpire]

Nyaa... we should treasure hunt together sometime! We should!

[wolfishsurvivalist]

That sounds like an excellent idea, kitten. We should do that sometime.

[nyanpire]

Promise! Mika has to promise that we'll go hunt for treasures, nyaa!

[wolfishsurvivalist]

All right, all right, I super double promise.

[nyanpire]

Hooray! Mika promised, Mika promised....

[He wiggles happily in her lap, then flips over, tucking his paws up under his chin.]

[wolfishsurvivalist]

I did, I did.

[She huffs a laugh, running her fingers over his silky fur again.]

[nyanpire]

Prrr....

[Aah, this is the life. He'd be happy just to lie in Mika's lap all day, if she'll let him.]

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[She probably would, except sitting on the porch all day would get uncomfortable, but she'll let him stay there until she has to get up eventually.]