[So like. Cats. Their tongues are rough, like the grittiest sand from the most arid of Tail's deserts. Raya is pretty sure several layers of skin came off with that lick. But instead of yelping in pain, the princess laughs; it's so utterly at odds with Namaari's attitude that it's impossible not to!]

Awww, at least someone's happy to see me!

[With little hesitation - just long enough to see whether she's going to get a hand bitten off or not - Raya reaches up, burying her fingers into the surprisingly soft fur under the serlot's chin, and gives the big cat some vigorous scritches. Really, when she's not being hunted down by these big cats, they seem kind of cool!]

Easy answer? I was just walking down the street when I saw you parting the crowds like a bunch of Druun cowering from the dragon gem. Do you do that on purpose?

[She's sure Namaari puts on that air on purpose most of the time, but so many people from Fang are just... like that. It's not even an insult; they all have such serious airs about them that it's hard to picture most of them relaxing even for a little while.]

If you're looking for something deeper... I can't answer that. Honestly, this dream world has me about as stumped as you are. [As she speaks, her hands move up, scratching behind the cat's ears.] I've never heard of anything like this in any of Heart's legends. Does Fang have any stories about dreams?