Post by Lucky Volpecillia on Nov 9, 2006 17:58:06 GMT -5
Lucky took her cat and watched him a moment before she shrugged a bit. "I dont' like Queens boys, little fairies the lot of them..." She set Boxer on the foor to let him do what he wanted before she looked back at Spot. "Thanks, I guess. Ya know, for the concern..." She knew that was part of it, the other part was just Spot being Spot.
