with the summertime rolling around, matches begin to get far and few in between. given the hot weather, Ms. Nightingale (surprisingly) wouldn’t want to risk a heat stroke.

Ithaqua, while albeit excited for the longer breaks, is upset. you know how he loves to chase, to play cat and mouse.. ah, but he’s hot.

and he’s whining. grumbling to you about it as you wipe some sweat from his forehead.