"Maaow."
Venerable Lanie exuded a desolate air as she sat on the bed of her guest cabin in the Spirit of Bentheim.
A bunch of bots had already packed her possessions into a few floating luggage coffers.
She did not really have too many possessions. She spent most of her time in training, in battle or asleep. Even if Lanie took a day off, she rarely lingered in whatever place she called home.
"I'm sorry, Syrcy. I won't be able to stay any longer."
"Maaow maaow."
A grey shorthair cat huddled tightly between Lanie's arms. Syrcy did not appear to experience any discomfort inside Lanie's prickly aura. The young woman's love and affection towards her pet still allowed them to enjoy each other's presence without any barriers.
Whether that would last was in question. Lanie hadn't exactly been the most attentive cat owner. Syrcy also spent much of her time roaming about and finding company in the thriving cat community of the factory ship.
