Pet
Koschei stared at Carrot intently, as if trying to look into the cat's soul.
"You, cat. This, litter box. You use litter box. You do not use my bed."
Carrot only stared back at him with her oblivious, carefree stare.
"You will obey me… you will use little box… obey me…"
Theta walked into the room, holding a small bag of food. Carrot, knowing what it was immediately, ran towards him. Theta smiled and put the bag on the table before picking her up and nuzzleing her.
Koschei stood up, shaking his head. "Every time you hold her it's like you haven't seen her in decades."
Theta shrugged and put her down. He opened the bag and poured the contents into a bowl.
"Thank goodness Ushas is giving us food that doesn't give off any oders after it's digested. Can you imagine what this place would smell like otherwise?"
Theta cringed at the thought as he put the bowl down on the floor.
Koschei leaned on the counter. "What did Ushas want in return?"
Theta turned to him and sighed. "She wants our help cleaning out the cage of her Wanton bird."
Koschei paled. "Sweet Rassilon…"