[Poggio]

The click of the lock was drowned out by the roar of the fire, and his unease was some what settled by the reassurance of the promise. He smiled, letting himself fall into the spot beside Mr Growl where the mans fingers climbed up his hand. He found himself flushing a little, though he was not sure why. It was indeed cozy and made even more so by the tickle on his skin from the fur beside him. He bounced a little. “You aren't afraid your house will burn keeping a fire so long with no one to attend to it?”