“She’s so soft,” Morana uttered, amazed. Tristan came to stand behind her and Lulu, the little attention seeker that she was, tried to climb over Morana’s shoulder to sniff him. Morana struggled to contain her. “Traitor, I know he smells nice, but stay with me for a second!” Lulu stretched towards Tristan. Tristan stared at the cat, before shaking his head and taking a step back. “Get that thing away from me, please.”
