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When it connected, Eshe, too, grinned. She hadn't mentioned anything about having a sister ever, but it was relatively obvious, and not only that, Bhreac had mentioned it, probably, at some point. It wasn't easy to tell off the bat, one white and one tawny, but they had similar eyes, neither adopting the familial green or icy-blue... among other bright colors. Her sister nipped her in turn, and Eshe sneezed loudly. She pawed at her nose before moving to place her paw right over the face of Bhreac. A side-eye was all that was offered in way of explaining that. Her sister knew why. And ideally, Riordan would chalk it up to sisterly love.

At the invitation, though, Eshe wagged her tail and stepped toward him. Oh, awkward, too close perhaps. She stepped aside and around him, as Bhreac began to drift ahead. Yes, that way. She moved beside the tawny Irishman now, and at her sisters question, Eshe tilted her head and grinned at Riordan. Smitten kitten, indeed. "Something new?" Before she internally shook her own shoulders and moved to nip at her sisters hindquarter to spur her into moving away quicker.