<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/7f/3b/bd/7f3bbdd6def0733ed91a929a4a1ada8c.jpg)</div><strong>Mishka</strong>(https://docs.google.com/document/d/1yS9TTTwf-B_rLBCjIT9qZT64Z-1botUEjcUD5H0WHW8/edit)<br/><br/>She hadn't touched the drow on their way back to the ship, unable to trust herself if she got her paws on him. Instead she had curled in close to Fray, as close as she could get. Seeking comfort in her human.<br/>As they got back however, as they settled to plan for what they would do to the drow she got down on her knees. Palms pressed against the floor and her head bent as she made her request. "Let me send him to my kin so he can be judged."