Seph: All right, Razkil gets to open this one first! ^__^ Ferrahn: Nice box. Feyn: Of course, I get two animals on my lap so that I can't participate. Draven: I don't think I'm an animal. Feyn: Hm...I've never really thought about that. Do you want me to study up on it? Seph: Er. No. ^_^; Draven: I want to know. Feyn: I'll let you know when I get the answer. Soulmyre: Only the insecure have the need to see the world put into neat little categories, Draven. Draven: I want to know anyway. Ferrahn: *hiss* Who's that?! Draven: A friend. Soulmyre: Don't mind me. I shall no longer have voice. Draven: He's above talking to you, cat. Ferrahn: Then tell him not to speak in my presence again. *hiss* Draven: Rowr. Are you telling me what to do? Seph: Okay, kids. Try to pay attention. Razkil's opening his present. Ferrahn: *hiss* Draven: Rowr.

Errand: See? We knew it would be clothes. Seph: *grin* Those pink pants are from Leigh. ^_^ Errand: So it's not from you. Seph: The other things in the box are. =P

Feyn: New pants, and new shirts. They look good. Errand: Razkil gets to wear them first!! Feyn: Of course. Razkil: Feyn can wear them after I try them on. Seph & Feyn: *grin* Errand: Hmph.

Razkil: Thank you, Seph. Seph: ^_^ Let's try the clothes on.

Seph: Okay, which shirt should Razkil wear first? Errand: I like this one! Ferrahn: Goes with his pants. Feyn: Ferrahn, the fashion-conscious. Seph: *LAUGHS* Ferrahn: *hiss* The shades of color blend. Luthien: I don't think they'd ever thought you'd notice the way colours blend. Ferrahn: *shrugs* Seph uses clothes that blend sometimes. Feyn likes clothes that don't when they're not all one colour. Seph: *grin* So it's not really the clothes, but just the colours, then, that you notice. Feyn: Still, it's something remarkable from our cat who wears nothing but his kittygear all year round. Ferrahn: *hiss* You don't like the way I look? Seph: No! We love the way you look. Ferrahn: Then be quiet. Put Razkil in his clothes. Seph: Yes, sir! *grin*

Seph: You look good, Razkil! ^o^ Feyn: Lovely. Ferrahn: I like how your pants feel.

Errand: Razkil, I want to open your next present. Ferrahn: No, I get to do it! Draven: *glares meaningfully* Seph: ^_^; All right, the smallest go first. Errand: That's me!! Ferrahn: *hiss*

Errand: I'm the smallest! Ferrahn: *snarls* Seph: You'll get your chance, Ferrahn. -_- Errand: Yay! I get to go first! Seph: ^_^;

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