Izo was unable to focus on reading and decided maybe to just relax in these seemingly isolated gardens of the Academy. He put his book away and pulled out a little soft metal comb from his bag as he begun to run it softly on the fur of his ears and unable to hold back some little purrs from his maw. He always found having his ears or tail stroked rather relaxing...plus he had a little streak of vanity that made him want to consistamtly look good. As he finished on the ears curled his tail round and begun combing in gently small strokes from as close to the base as he could get.<br/><br/>Being in the gardem was a rather nice thing to do and aside just from the one neko earlier no one had really come this way...definately a place he'd return to in future if the crowds and too much socialising were getting to him. Still he missed his friends from the other schools.