Kar clapped his hands together releasing a small cloud of four. then reached out and taking the apron. their hands skimmed each other for a moment. Kar felt a tingling up his spine. but quickly shrugged it off looking down at himself half white from the flour and half golden-brown as the rest of his fur. "I haven't got this messy since The war a few years back." he said smiling putting on the apron. His memories flooded back to him as he remembered the great Rebellion against his rule because of his military coup of the once old republic. the people he made enemies with, and the blood he had to spill. He vowed, after the 1 1/2 year war was over never to shed as much blood as he did in that war.<br/>He shook the thought off once he started to remember the harsh times of that war, and focused back on the cooking, mixing together the bowl with sugar and honey.