<strong>Cailana</strong>sniffed at the girl's hand, listening to her talk.<strong>'She's high as hell from quat.'</strong>she though, sniffing again.<strong>'and drunk. Lovely'</strong><br/><br/>Deciding that this was better than staring at the pond all day, Cailana hopped up on Minha's lap, laying down and yawning. There was... a strange sense of familiarity. But that was only briefly. It left as soon as it came. Still, her lap was warm and she seemed nice. If this girl tried to give her to a blood ape, there was always the poison in her fangs. Maybe she could have some fun with her later on... Maybe she even knew her before the green sun.