[Impartially, she watches Rohan suddenly decide to exit the room. She's of the mind that she laid upon the bed first, and in some way, staked her claim, but this doesn't mean she wouldn't share—if you ask her, there's plenty of room. But then, she doesn't really account for someone's personal space very much, either.
It doesn't take her long to fall back to sleep. She wore herself out on the journey. Even though he hadn't meant to play with her, and as nice as the passing moment had been regardless (even gods can be simple creatures), there's truly nothing she wants to do more than sleep. And nothing else happens except her sleeping deeply, enough so that by the time Rohan will return, she has her cheek against the edge of the bed, and her huge head seconds away from slipping off the side.
The rest of her stays curled, but she talks in her sleep, chirping whimper-growl combinations, twitching whiskers, her paws going faintly but in mimicry of running.]
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It doesn't take her long to fall back to sleep. She wore herself out on the journey. Even though he hadn't meant to play with her, and as nice as the passing moment had been regardless (even gods can be simple creatures), there's truly nothing she wants to do more than sleep. And nothing else happens except her sleeping deeply, enough so that by the time Rohan will return, she has her cheek against the edge of the bed, and her huge head seconds away from slipping off the side.
The rest of her stays curled, but she talks in her sleep, chirping whimper-growl combinations, twitching whiskers, her paws going faintly but in mimicry of running.]