feelings are fatal [...] joining/trespassing

[align=center][div style="width: 455px; text-align: justify; font-family: nyala; font-size: 8pt; letter-spacing: 1px; color: #000"]　　　On, said Jiyu. / Baby blue eyes shimmers as Ayon watches her crouch. Familiarity found behind the position she is in now, he claps his forepaws a few times and nods, motions done with sheer enthusiasm. / Then, just under a blink, he climbs over the calico, carefully not letting his paws hit against her pelt too hard when he still finds himself wanting to hit something.

　　　Once Ayon is on Jiyu's nape, he presses his face closer to her furs and let them brush against his own, finding golden glee. / While his friend isn't moving anywhere from here yet, to release his delight, he gently pats on top of the older feline's head.

　　　Pat. Pat. Pat...

　　　At the corner of his eyes, a beast of rubies and roses approaches to him, Jiyu, and the little stranger, and realizing it's his uncle, he furiously waves at them in a silent greeting. / Excitement still burns within him, no matter how many pats Ayon will give out, hence, better let that shakes off as well.

　　　Though. like stars, his eyes dims when he finds the parrot is down there still. / The kit stops patting Jiyu's head and stares at him for a moment. / There is something Ayon notices the other is clutching on to. / Something new. / Something different. / Something the parrot seems to view it valuable.

　　　Something Ayon will look further into it after this, he then places a paw against his chest. / Gold crafted heart beating pride. / Respect for himself and his home fills mortal veins. / ❝ Ros..e..bloods... ❞ responds the star child, ears flicking. / He pauses for a moment, giving Jiyu and Uncle Pey a glance, he points at the direction as he adds, ❝ Ma-mansion... She..shelter... Sa..fe... ❞

　　　Ayon ends his moment of answering with an extra pat on Jiyu. / An extra invitation to join them. / ❝ ...C'mon... ❞