Meira lifted her head, tipping it as he laughed, not quite sure how Gabriel playing the princess warranted such laughter. But it seemed to lighten his mood, so she scoured her memories for other fun instances that might draw a laugh.

He is nice. She quipped, jumping off the couch to go look at the bookshelf. Won't wear a dress, says women can wear whatever they want, especially princesses.

She poked one of the books with her nose, scenting it, then reared up on her hind legs to check the next shelf up, placing one paw on the shelf to balance herself as she looked. It wobbled slightly when she came back down.

Lots of books. she commented, jumping back on the couch to look out the window.

The sun was up now, casting shadows on the ground and the city started to wake.

I don't think I know this place, but I also feel like I do.