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Adopting my first 4 kitty bitties (kittiybitties are made by Meadowarkitties)

 *comes in with Brassy (MY brassbitty), edge (my coral), Knight (my king), Soul (my Chain), Honey (my Honey bo), and Le Roi (my mamba).* Hi! I heard from vex that you just opened shop! i wanted to look around and see what caught my boys interest before picking one, if that's okay.

 Meadow smiled brightly when you walked in with your own bitties, she didn't see other types too much these days since she spent her time here at the shop making sure the kitties were well taken care of. Greeting you first before she praised each of the bitties in turn, making sure to compliment them all heavily. 

"Miss Vex is a lovely person, thank you for coming over to see us." Meadow's smile was bright and welcoming as she gestured you into the adoption center. "Oh of course, the kitties do like when visitors spend some time getting to know them." She smiled as Clove hopped down from a high catwalk onto her shoulders. "I'm Meadowlark and this is my Papysynnian, Clove." She reached up to rub the side of his skull earning her a purr. "Please come on in everyone, sit down. Would you like something to drink? Or a snack?"

As the group of you all sat down some of the more outgoing felines batted at lamia tails gently or peeked over the arms of the couches at the snake bitties and their owner. A Boss Coon the first to jump up and sit close to you, folding his forepaws and swaying his fluffy tail. A Russian Blueberry peeking at your Mamba with wide eyes, admiring the shine on his scales and he reached out very tentatively, eyes looking up at the mamba for permission to touch. A Honey Fold hopped down from a cat walk above to sit on the arm of the couch, watching curiously from a distance while a Redimese flat refused to get close to any of the snakes yet, eyeing the group from beside Meadowlark.

"So what kind of companion are you looking for?"

"Clearly they are feline up for a furry companion." A sansapura smirked as he appeared next to your King, grinning wickedly and expecting groans. He got them as a Papysynnian hopped up next to him and shoved the Sansapura to the floor with a scolding look.

 Me: I giggled as knight and soul began petting a few of the kittybitties. "well, i honestly enjoy all types of bitties. But i was hoping to find a bitty that my bois and brassy would feel conformable around, are comfortable around my boys, and at the same time willing to help out soul when it comes to my disorders." I moved Le Roi to my shoulder as honey slithered behind me. "I know i'll have a bit of a hard time choosing. i am glad that the adorable kittys have agreed to meet with me." brassy was looking out of a pocket in my shirt at the kittybitties in awe

"You may touch" Le Roi hisses at the Russian Blueberry from my shoulder. Knight started petting sansapura as Soul waved to the Honeyfold and Redimese in greeting.

 More of the less shy felines quickly piled around Knight and Soul, leaning into the pettings and purring at differing volumes. They were quite enjoying the attention and were not shy about letting that be known, even the Redimese giving in and surrendering to some pettings himself. 

"Oh I can understand that completely, when it comes to things like that I will make a suggestion that a Papysynnian, Boss Coon, or a Russian Blueberry make fine additions to large groups of bitties and are among our more helpful felines when it comes to such things." Meadow offered gently, not pushing any one breed but those three were known for being far more intune to their owners and other around them. It was one of the reasons she had Clove, he helped tremendously with her own issues.

As the two spoke the Boss Coon puffed up that his type had been recommended, of course they would. The fluffy cats, while a bit of an ego trip, were very balance felines in their own high opinion. The blueberry's eyes sparkled with joy when Le Roi allowed him to touch the gleaming scales, his fingers moving over the sheen of them with a gentle, admiring quality. "So pretty." The praise was instant and genuine, the feline having never seen lamias before, especially lamias with such brilliant scales.