"Stop showing your age." Babs rolled her eyes, even as she wiggles her rear delightfully in Cecil's hand. "For a girl who's 22, she's known a lot of historical figures in the past 3000 years on a first name basis. I swear, half the stories she tells are made up."<br/><br/>"Hey, all my stories are true... for a given value of true."<br/><br/>"What about the one about Leonardo a Vinci being a lion?" Babs asked, reaching down and shifting Cecil's paw to where it would do the most good.<br/><br/>"Now that one's 100 percent. Human supremacy in the Italian City States was vicious. The good ol' Catholic church was behind it,as ususal, that bit about man being in God's image, and having dominion over all other creatures. I thought young Joshua Ben Nazareth's teachings supeceeded the Old Testament, and he said treat everyone with respect, but then that sort of religious type have never been much for consistency. Besides the Inquisition was running out of humans to terrorize,and demonising anthros was easy."<br/><br/>"Now Leo was amazing, but he would never have gotten beyond apprentice in his natural form, no matter how talented he was as a painter or craftsman. Fortunately I was in the area, doing a little counter-espionage, reducing the Inquisition fuel reserves so to speak, and found out. He helped me build enough gliders to allow a mass breakout from the Carcare de Inquisition on Isle de Muerte, and I made him a disguise amulet, using my own hairs, that allowed him to appear human."<br/><br/>She sighed. "I should have taken him up on doing a portrait, I know I could have put on a better smile than that Gherardini bint."