[The cat meowed again, more insistently, and rubbed up against the horned girl's ankles to demand attention. Koro had better manners, hanging back and tilting his head in concern.
Lucy bit back a frustrated noise, too aware of Freya's presence but too attached to her pet to snap at him.]
Fang, move, you're in the way.
[She nudged the cat gingerly with her foot, which he complained about while leaning against her legs.]
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Lucy bit back a frustrated noise, too aware of Freya's presence but too attached to her pet to snap at him.]
Fang, move, you're in the way.
[She nudged the cat gingerly with her foot, which he complained about while leaning against her legs.]
Fang.