Continually cleaning herself she would practically ignore the entire world.  The chatting, the environment.  Even as Cyrus tried to pat her head the reaction came to be different.  Before the hand could hope to touch her she'd jerk her head and nip at one finger before resuming her act of cleaning.  Strangely no blood would be drawn from this act but it showed she was fairly serious about cleaning.  Nothing interrupted cleaning.  Nothing touched her when she was cleaning.  Nothing else even seemed to matter other then cleaning.<br/><br/>At that given moment her entire world was Cleaning.  But if left unhindered she'd be efficient about it and be done soon enough.  Though upon being finished it meant that not a whole lot was left to hinder her.  Clean, Fed, and Freshly Awakened after her time in the Labyrinth she was curious as can be.  Combat tests.  Intelligence tests.  She had no idea what was in store for her but that wasn't the key concern at the given moment.  At that moment her key concern was actually more towards another thing of interest.  Territory.<br/><br/>Having not gained the binds of a leash again she'd set her eyes to the room that Cyrus had been asleep in.  Curious she'd walk off towards one of the corners and take to the smells in the air, walking small circles off and on as she kept examining the room.  During this time she'd stand on her hind legs and the reason to do so was for the higher vantage point.  Towards the end of her little search she seemed to end the need to know as she sat by the door to watch both Cyrus and Atticus.<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: underline">The Second They Had Their Eyes Off Her However</span>she'd slip out the door to start roaming the halls next.  Of course that is also<span style="text-decoration: underline">IF</span>they took their eyes off her.  She had to be sneaky after all...Mostly because it was funner that way.