1.
As Orennian walked past the play pen, the smallest kitten stuck her arms between the bars and wiggled them furiously, mewing for his attention at the top of her tiny lungs.
2.
For all her bravado, Kivara could still get overwhelmed. She didn't always voice the feeling, but when the feline toddler's ears went down and she started to suck the knuckle of her thumb, Orennian knew it was time to pick her up and hug her.
3.
Almost every day, when his work was done, Orennian went shopping. He'd forgotten something yesterday. He wanted fresher food. There was always an excuse.
His bodyguards said nothing, but they knew he just wanted to see the kittens again.
4.
Orennian flared his cobra-like hood, watching as the kitten's ears perked toward him.
He flattened one side of his hood, and one of her ears went down. He closed the other side, and both ears dropped.
He tilted his head, and she fell over.
5.
"If you want to see my kittens so badly, you could just visit them. No need to pretend to shop."
"I'm glad to hear that."
"Of course, to hold one, you must make a purchase. ...Haha, I jest. Purchase or no, Kivara will climb you all the same."