Feeling the cat rub his head against her hand and hearing the deep rumbling of his purring, the corner of her mouth twitched with a small smile. "He shouldn't have pushed himself so hard," Liann commented, trying to keep a firm tone but failed to seeing how tired the cat was. With a sigh she continued to pet him. "You guys are such a pain." Again she couldn't hold the stern tone in her voice for she was glad to believe that Warren and the cat will be alright.<br/><br/>Bringing her fingers together back to the brow of the cats head she pushed back up over to the top of the head spreading her fingers across adding a little pressure. The cat continued to purr under the attention. She always wanted someone to comfort her when she was in pain, but her pack usually left her alone believing that her wolf self would eventually come to help her recover, just like how the cat made Warren shift to ease some of the pain. Helping Warren now without fear of being bitten or seeing contempt in his eyes, it gave her a sense of purpose. She really shouldn't get close to a shifter in case things turned out for the worst later but Liann found that she liked the soft silky feel of the cats fur and so she didn't want to stop petting him. So she stayed by him and decided to at least, for a moment, enjoy this small connection between them.