And the circles meet: As Natasha was prepping up for a move in, Cawti slunk out the back door.
Shes never been one for sad goodbyes... *sniff*
What ticked me off is that I didnt look through my cluttered bankbox well enough and I sadly brough home the Yew Fletching runic whos whols purpose of being there was a donation... >(
I shall endeavor to make restitution on that over the boards...