Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24685738-20170702143317/@comment-5583506-20170704171310

Catryn stood at the cave entrance, leaning against the wall. She softly stroked the tiger cub in her arms, listening to its pulsating purring.

"Need a name for you, don't we?" she said softly. She gently turned the little creature over to examine its physical exterior, before flipping it back, kissing its neck. "A healthy girl, huh? What would be a good name for a girl?"

The cub gave out a shrill meow in response.

"No, that's not it", Catryn joked, turning to Torbjorn who was still leaning on his axe. "Torbjorn?"

"Hmm?"

The cub meowed even louder.

"Hush you", Catryn said and kissed the fuzzy cheek of the creature. "Don't want to give us away to the Legion, do you?"

The cub meowed again, though not as loud as before.

"You really are a noisy little thing, aren't you? Making all kinds of ruckus. And not the good kind."

The cub meowed again.

Catryn shrugged. "What do you think about... 'Banshee'? You sure sound like one."

The cub meowed in agreement.