Honey, I Got Us a Cat.

Had he not been expecting the cat to jump Roan might have jumped in between the cat and Iolaire. He was far too aware of the danger the animal posed to the woman he loved, and he wouldn’t let her kind heart get the better of her. Roan took a deep breath and calmed himself, unwilling to get the better of himself. He didn’t trust the cat but he did trust her, and he held himself back as the limb’s brokenness was vocalized.

He sighed heavily as she offered to bring him back, but Roan again trusted the dainty woman. Had he not known Bast the silver marked warrior might have made protest about her idea, but when she looked at him almost as though she was asking him. He made no comment, but nodded his head in affirmation. He wasn’t willing to sleep near it, but it was more than time to work on their ‘second home.’ Even if he was nervous Roan did feel himself relaxing.