"Murley quit whining.."

The Loth-cat responded to Sabine's words by letting out a discrete meow. Dumped into a tiny tub brimming with soapy water. Murley wasn't particularly fond of baths, but it had been a long time coming given how filthy Sabine had found the Loth-cat this morning. Seriously, did he run around in dirt?

You were there too. More as moral support for Sabine and Murley, prepared to grab the Loth-cat should he attempt to escape the bathroom somehow. Murley's prior attempts to flee resulted in all three of you drenched in water.

"Seriously, you'd think I'm torturing him or something." Sabine mused from beside you, knelt on the ground in front of the tub with soap suds covering her hands.

And a few scratches here and there.