Mira barely had enough time to move her bowl out of the way before Tamara was suddenly clinging to her, frightened by the commotion.  She held her sister close, stroking her dark hair and murmuring softly to her in reassurance, trying to comfort her.  She glanced across at Lars over Tamara's head, her lips quirking into an amused smile, though she wouldn't go so far as to actually laugh at him.  She was sure the situation wasn't funny to him, at least not at this moment, and she didn't want to embarrass him any more than he probably already was.  So she refrained from adding any more gibes to Tamen's comment, though she secretly thought the ermine fur did make a nice contrast with his dark hair.<br/><br/>Luckily the commotion was settled in short timing, though she continued to hold Tamara even after she calmed down.  Her sister rarely let herself be held, thinking she was too big, and really she was, but Mira still took the moments where she could find them.<br/><br/><br/>Mira wondered if Lars might have an interest in her friend, asking her for a walk, but Naliya either didn't catch the hint, or chose to ignore it, by inviting others along.  Mira was torn whether or not she should go, not wanting to discourage a possible relationship, but she'd been forced to stay indoors during the latest storm, and she was looking forward to being out in the open.  "I'll go, if no one has any objections," she said finally, giving Lars a surreptitious glance, trying to gauge whether or not he minded.  She doubted she'd be able to tell, but it was worth trying, at least.