Frances breathed deeply as he felt the barrier fade.  The gust of wind in the room fluttered the neko's robe and ruffled his and the nekos hair.  "Thank you, sweet one." he purred. He moved slowly, both hands gripped opening as he shifted closer. "May I still have the sandwich?" his body gracefully dropped to the floor at Monday's feet.  "Come sit with me. let's eat." He touch his hand and flinched, though he tried to hide it. the neko belonged to the wind god. His mark was all over his body.  It was too late, he was already out of his cage and his mind too far gone to properly consider his fate. Tugging Monday into his lap he hugged him, inhaling his scent. "Now what's your name?" His hand roamed his body and slowly the first four of his eight tentacles began to form on his lower back. his body shifted and his skin darkened.