Slowly, Kahlana drew her gaze away from the human, From Vincent. Rising up from his chest. Kahlana sat squarly on his stomach. Yet she was light, so she would not pose much of a problem in breathing. Her claws almost dancing on his chest, she softly traced white lines caused by lightly scratching the skin. It would not hurt, but it would feel strange. Raising her head, she looked into the sky before she glarred at the human with interest. Deep down inside her, she new she was doing this because of Ryan and how bad she felt from being denied and rejected. Feeling strangly attracted to the human because of this, she decended upon him. Her fur and pelt warm enough for both of them.