Parsee snorted. It was as close as the youkai ever came most days to laughing. She wasn't jealous yet, but deep down she knew that she'd find an excuse to be jealous of the young duckling. Taking her coat off, she shook it out into the open air from the porch and grunted.

"It could always be worse. At least it'll get off your face instead of getting stuck in your hair. I'm kind of jealous of that." There, there she went. She knew there was something.