Sylvester saw the ship leave his sight on the horizon where stormy clouds were brewing. Since Cardinal Bison was going along with them, he wasn't worried about some pirates attacking them, even less so with the Holy Land's flag hoisted on it in the second half of the journey.
"Nya?"
Sylvester looked down. Miraj's face was peeking out of the little baby carrier he had made. The cat had woken up by being squished between Sylvester and the woman. His chubby cute face yawned, and his big round eyes blinked in confusion. His whiskers were wrinkly since he had been napping for days.
"The princess finally awakens." Sylvester jokingly said and straightened Miraj's whiskers by pinching them between his fingers.
Miraj again yawned and grabbed his hind legs with his front paws as if he was stretching, curving into a furball. "That was the best sleep ever! Nyaaaah… What are we eating, Maxy?"
