Vyre squeezed Ashia’s hand and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3">“It’s okay. Let it out and I’ll listen. I’m going to make Ras come and explain himself even if I have to ask my mother to drag him here by his dick. You both love me and he even said that he would support you as long as you took care of me. I want to know where this sudden change came from.”</span>The child hissed happily and pounced on the mouse when it was freed but when it was no longer moving she quickly lost interest. She sniffed at the table and made her way over to Ana’s bowl and stuck her nose in it before reeling, sneezing and hissing at the oatmeal. When Vyre stopped laughing she picked up the mouse and shook her head.<span style="color: #5900b3"> “It looks like he found her a good toy, not a way to torment her. Not to be rude but she does seem more like a kitten than a baby. And this is a cat toy, it’s a high quality one too, he must have taken it from Kitori. That little freak, she’s cute and happy, but still a freak.”</span>She put the harness back together and tapped her nails on the table to get the child’s attention then slipped the harness back onto her. With her toy active again she started to dart and teleport around the table while Vyre laughed and clapped.<span style="color: #5900b3">“Now I’m even more excited to be a mother. Are the others like her too? And hey, why doesn’t she have wings like you?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>