<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 lazily moved up to the cells, looking first to the elven girl and then to the other cell. Pausing there, one paw raised midstep as she wondered about what exactly she was looking at. Then she meowed once and turned around, her fluffy tail swishing around the corner being the last the prisoners saw before the large feline was gone.<br/><br/>Heading out again Mishka returned to where she had left her companions and her pile of clothes. Going nonfur and dressing while talking. "Two prisoners, one elven girl and something else. No guards on board at the moment, just one techie." Beyond that she described the general layout of how she had moved to reach the cells.