But what about the cooties?

Bowen and Tej had been getting acclimated to one another. She'd purchased him to be her new companion, so they'd been spending time together to learn one another. So far, Bowen felt that they would get along rather well. He was sweet and witty. There was a kindness there as well. Plus the small woman felt very safe when beside the hulking feline. Time would bring them closer together, she imagined.

As the caramel and cream pair rested on the plains, Bowen noted her sister approaching. Russet ears flicked forward as Gwyn spoke and Bo could see the hesitancy in her sister's dark face. Giving a nod to Tej, the big cat excused himself from the gathering and moved back towards the castle. Whatever Gwyn needed to talk about was a matter of privacy, it seemed.

Though they'd never been as close as she and Artorias were, that didn't mean that Bowen didn't love her sister. The smaller fae gave the soft grass beside her a pat, welcoming Gwyn to come lay with her. "What's on your mind, Gwyn?"

"Bowen"