“It is nothing your fem has done Zaron, it’s the smell of cat food, especially tu na,” Tonas replied.
“Let me smell it,” Bron asked. ::With your permission,:: he asked Duchess.
::Granted.::
Bron took a sniff, “Ulna, this is foul…”
Zaron left his seat so he could also smell the tuna. “Fuck!”
“Fuck?” asked Bron.
“I’ll explain later, Dearest.”
“We need to find a better reward for the cats, especially if my plans come to fruition and we place them all over Sarran. Did you know they kill banc?”
Anya asked, “What is a banc?”
Syn answered, “A type of Sarran rodent that you don’t want to see. It seems they have no natural predators and overrun the planet.”
::Another reason why cats are superior. I caught a few at our manse this suntine.::
“I’m certainly glad I didn’t see them,” Anya said. ‘‘I’m afraid of mice.’’
“These are mice on steroids.”
“Ugh.” Anya shuddered.
Tonas put his arm around their fem, “Your Warriors will protect you from the banc.”