“It nears. . . Preparations must be mended soon.”

Relaxing in one of the many trees, disguised as a black-and-white feline, the feline deity sports a plain poker face, watching the +

oh-so lovely gathering unfold.

“One of gathering eventually brings one of parting; all do from this world someday. Bah, tonight is not that time! Their festivities+

may be meaningless sentiments but the amusement and feeling is always worthwhile~"

Nebula struggles to stand onto his forepaws, much less all four. With much struggle, the deity strides past Mysticat, whsipering+

@EXTRATHlCK @DewAndGlass @voidimodium Mew-winks.