Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190722215436/@comment-5583506-20190803232720

Shanks flinched first when Kayleigh placed her hand behind his ear and started to scratch. "Hey! What are you ... ? Oh..." He could feel his senses grow numb. She was scratching in all the right places, stimulating his already pre-occupied mind. "That feels nice", he murmured, slowly starting to gain composure.

It was a funny thing. Though he did have few memories of his human self, he vaguely recalled that he hated the idea of people messing with his hair, or at the very least touched him somewhere around the area encompassing the temples of his head. But from the point he became this house pet standing upright and onward, it was as if all those notions had been thrown out the window, and now he found it soothing.

Evangeline whimpered as she tried to reach for the bottle in she had put down into the back of her skirt. She hated to have to resort to its contents, not knowing what it contained. What if Johnny had been lying and it actually contained a poison? Then she would've have accidentally killed a friend. But if he hadn't been lying, she was letting Doris suffer for nothing. The dilemma was tearing her apart, but Doris seemed to be worse for wear with each passing second.

Reluctantly she removed the cork and gave Doris a small sip, just enough to try out its effects.