Jiera slips silently into the building, being as quiet as she can so as not to disturb anyone who might be working. She carefully sets down a food basket she'd brought from home, preparing to leave, before she spotted Axora. The young neko smiles and waves softly to her before walking over, taking a seat beside the table. "Hey there... You're here awfully early." She says softly, brushing some hair from her eyes. Jiera had never once in her life cut her hair, and it reached nearly to her rump, dark brown, almost black save for a few streaks of blue here and there. Her saphire-hued eyes gaze up at Axora, a warm smile gracing her lips.