[Every single person that's seen her vessel form has given scratches in some way. Ginia huffs and curls her tail when the petting start; at this point, she doesn't blame anyone. Soft and fantastically fluffy, several hundred pounds of muscle and sharp claws and teeth, it's a good vessel form.
Ginia sighs at Keith's words. A pity. At least the temple itself is nearby, maybe the kittens are hiding closer by. Archer feeds strays so maybe they're drawn to the deck. At the very least, she can see if Keith wants anything to eat or drink. Nice as being a snow leopard is, thumbs and communication are nice too.
It's only a few more minutes before the large wood three-story hunting lodge making up her home draws into view. A white dog identical to the one shadowing them in the forest runs up, tail wagging furiously and barking happily. A smaller white puppy also follows on his heels, wiggling uncontrollably from excitement. Ginia crouches down so Keith can dismount and gives the two dogs affectionate headbumps. Raising a paw in a "wait here" gesture, she leaves Keith in the company of the dogs as she heads into the temple to find Caster.
A few minutes later, Ginia walks back out and raises a hand in greeting. She kneels to pet Pal and Lucky, typing on a cellphone. A message plays from the phone, read by a digitized alto voice.]
A pity we didn't find the kittens, but I'll keep an eye out for them and let the rest of my temple know. I'm Ginia, by the way. Nice to meet you.
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Ginia sighs at Keith's words. A pity. At least the temple itself is nearby, maybe the kittens are hiding closer by. Archer feeds strays so maybe they're drawn to the deck. At the very least, she can see if Keith wants anything to eat or drink. Nice as being a snow leopard is, thumbs and communication are nice too.
It's only a few more minutes before the large wood three-story hunting lodge making up her home draws into view. A white dog identical to the one shadowing them in the forest runs up, tail wagging furiously and barking happily. A smaller white puppy also follows on his heels, wiggling uncontrollably from excitement. Ginia crouches down so Keith can dismount and gives the two dogs affectionate headbumps. Raising a paw in a "wait here" gesture, she leaves Keith in the company of the dogs as she heads into the temple to find Caster.
A few minutes later, Ginia walks back out and raises a hand in greeting. She kneels to pet Pal and Lucky, typing on a cellphone. A message plays from the phone, read by a digitized alto voice.]
A pity we didn't find the kittens, but I'll keep an eye out for them and let the rest of my temple know. I'm Ginia, by the way. Nice to meet you.