Sybil sat down beside Mara. "....Hey," she said, raising a hand. "How are you?"
Cassy, noting that the page number was 420, put a hat on backwards and placed a pair of sunglasses on her face. "Has to be done," she says, pulling a fake navel ring adorned with little Doritos out of her pocket, then turning around and doing something with her belly.
Clare raised an eyebrow at Kira. "Are... are you doing okay?"
Ardys was curled up asleep beside Tim, flicking her little tail softly. While she still looked rather tough, it was apparent that the sabertooth was not quite as muscular as she had been before her pregnancy. Oddly enough, though, her clothes seemed to halfway decently fit at the moment.
Daisy.... was somewhere.