"That up there," Vaprrenon introduces with a warm smile, "Is Sketsys, a silly little Hunter Cat boy who loves to pretend he's some sort of super government spy...hence his hiding up there like a fuzzy little stalker." The ishna smiles up at her pet and rolls her eyes, shaking her head as he ducks back behind the rafter, though his tail was still visible to any passer by. Vaprrenon shushes you quietly. "He's, um...on the job right now; we should leave him," she giggles, glancing back up at the pink Hunter Cat once more before turning to move on.

You smile, glancing back up at the "spying" little critter once more with amusement before turning your attention to Vaprrenon and the actual loft itself, where your guide is eagerly pointing now. Come up with me," she said with a smile. "A bunch of them love to snooze around up there...all that hay and all I suppose...must be really comfortable, their own little Hunter Cat paradise!" She waves for you to follow as she wanders to the tall ladder, climbing up and peeking over the edge of the loft. She laughs and glanced down at you with a grin before climbing up and disappearing. "Come on up, then!" you hear from above. You shrug and follow behind up the ladder.

You climb up to the loft, quickly finding yourself face-to-face with a purple-furred Hunter Cat. He sniffs at you curiously before meowing and licking your nose with his sand paper toungue, as if to say you would make fine company for him and the rest of the Cats hanging around the barn loft.

Vaprrenon smiles from where she is sitting off to the side, a few Hunter Cats climbing all over her in greetings. "That one there's Sampson. He can be a bit of a bully at times, likes to be the one in charge at least. You're lucky he approves of you--he doesn't accept all that many strangers, especially so fast."

You blink, looking down at the content little winged cat, wondering what on earth your face might look like right now if little innocent-looking Sampson had decided that he did not like you instead of letting you right up. She shudder slightly at the thought, and are quite glad you and your face will live to see another day.

Vaprrenon, seeing that little sudder of yours, sighs and calls the Hunter Cat over to her side, cooing to him that he should stay put there and be good until you are long gone from the barn. The little creature doesn't look too happy about the order, but obeys and lays down, probably hoping that there will be some sort of treat for him in the end if he behaves.

Vaprrenon smiles to you afterward, suddenly holding up one of the Hunter Cats before your face. You blink, staring at the little yellow thing for a moment before reaching out and taking it, though still holding it at arm's length, just in case. The little thing seems to smile, and meows at you loudly.

"That cute little fuzzball," Vaprrenon introduces, "Is Ite. She's pretty much Sampson's opposite: kind, usually shy, passive, you name it." You blink, looking at the little face staring at you. "She loves to be cuddled," Vaprrenon suggests hopefully. "....rub her little chest and she's all yours; that's her weak spot I've discovered."

You look to the ishna, then back down at the Hunter Cat, bringing her to your chest to hold her better. You rub her chest, as Vaprrenon said, and laugh aloud to see her head roll back in total comfort, relaxed as any Hunter Cat can be. You look up to yor guide, who just smiles in approval. "I told you, now didn't I?" she teases warmly.

You grin, setting the purring little Ite when you're fairly certainl the little thing is totally asleep. You set her down in the hay, watching a moment. Yes, she's certainly asleep; she doesn't even move an inch from where you set her, and she just goes on purring like she's the happiest thing in all the world.

You look up for Vaprrenon, but instead see another Hunter Cat first, crouching over a small barrel watching you curiously. You blink, staring at the horn srouting from its forehead, wondering how on earth all these creatures gained so many different forms and traits and how the heck for one species do they all turn out so differently.

Vaprrenon smiles, petting the little thing's head, sractching behind the horn a bit, making her pet purr a bit at the feel. "This one here is Erperant. He's a lazy little kitty, isn't he?" she teases, ruffling the Cat's ears playfully. "All he likes to do is eat, sleep, and be cooed over by our visitors, I swear it. He's just the silliest little thing!"

She laughs at the light green Hunter Cat, moving aside so you can come over. You approach causiously, not wanting that horn to be stuck in your ribs somehow; apparently Sampson's made you quite nervous over these loft cats. You pet the little thing, smiling when all he seems to do is purr in return.