By time Ashia appeared in the first corner of the room Nyarien was already gone with the scales stacked neatly on the counter top.<br/><br/>"Half is an understatement." He pulled the Harpy close and kissed the top of her head. "I guess that means you need a name and a bed of your very own since you'll be living with us." With his arms wrapped around his pet's waist he gave her a gentle squeeze and looked to Amere. "So what do you think? Is she family material if we can get her cleaned up and properly trained? Good in bed, good with the children, able to hunt for herself... what more could I want in a good little pet?"<br/><br/>While Kuro and Whisperia were exhausted, Karren hadn't broken even the slightest of sweats despite the huge pile of wood her and Arlokk had salvaged from the ruins of the old mansion.<span style="color: darkgreen">"When you're running around in your cat form it's a lot less noticeable."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>