[Morrigan]

Mikisho glanced over at Parreyon and tried to smile, but then the deep voice of the tigron reached her ears and she turned her full attention upon him as she nervously took a seat in between them, seeing no other chair available. Her tail twined and curled tightly about her lithe, sleek little body, the female katta had never, ever been the focus of two so very powerful and well, yes, very handsome males before.

One a pantheri, upholder of the law, her first true friend that she had ever told her tale to. And now, this tall, well muscled tigron who reminded her so much of her tigron friend back at...well, there really was nothing left of that and she was hard pressed to put such thoughts aside.

And so it was, that Mikisho returned Arkahn's greeting, her voice, as always, quiet. Her tail tip twitching, still anxious.

"I thank you both, for welcoming me to your table. I hope I did not interrupt your...meeting." She began nervously and then tried to manage a smile. What was wrong with her? She thought to herself. And then she continued speaking to Arkahn, though she included Parreyon in her gaze.

"Yes, I could do with a drink. It is rather cold outside and some nice, warm mulled wine would be nice."

The jagara was far too polite to ask for anything else. If food came with that offer, then so be it, but she would not order unless so allowed. That was the one thing about her, she never took more than whatever was offered her in all things in life. But looking at Parreyon, well, the jagara had taken all that the pantheri had given her thus far and have given hopefully given him much back

Mikisho knew how the pantheri felt about her and how she felt about him, and recently, she had begun to seek out more and more of his company, especially now that Arabella was the Empress and had an empire to rule. It left her little time to talk to her friend and once body-guard, Mikisho.

And so it was, tonight, that Mikisho had come here looking for Parreyon, hoping to offer her services to him in some way as perhaps a guard or an assistant or something. Miki was not one for inaction and wanted to be doing something, anything, if only to feel useful.

"And Arkahn Th'alashar, it is an honor to meet you. I apologize for my seeming lack of manners in greeting you, but I just find myself overwhelmed to be in the company of two such honorable and great katta such as yourselves..."

And with that, the poor jagara fell silent, afraid that one or both of them would just burst out laughing at her silly words to be sure. What a fool she must seem in their eyes. Her delicate ears flat against her skull and her tail lashing against her leg were the only signs of her discomfort and now, she wished that perhaps, she shouldn't have interrupted them at all.