The little tigress smiles, ears perking back up, snuggling you close, purring softly, tail flicking happily.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- I called you Daddy because you are my Daddy, right?</span>she says with an innocent tone, not really getting exactly why the fact she called Arkain Daddy made him go so happy.<span style="font-style: italic">I love you too,</span>she adds, whispering it directly into his ear.<br/><br/>Then she let go of Arkain and sits crosslegged on the floor, as Charles hands him his handkerchief. She laughs some too, one of her ears flicking, and idly grooms a few strands of fur on her arm. Then she looks up at Charles, still smiling, obviously still liking him as much as she did when she was a little feral cub, pointing to him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Uncle Charles,</span>she says simply, glancing at Arkain, as if seeking for a confirmation.