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"We'll need Jor to cast the spell. He's the one who did it in the first place." Suddenly Amestru staggers to a halt an does a serious headsmack. "Damn, ye were an adult when the spell was first cast. How is this going to affect the spell with you being as yer are now?"

Amestru is deep in figuring something on his wax tablet, but he waves Kero in the direction of the water closet, an ingenious device that actually feeds the tree in which he has his lab.

As Kerobian sleeps, Amestru redoes his calculations, making notes where he has some serious reservations. The void mage spoke of being nebulous, and at the time the spell was first cast he was, but right now, he was a solid as any young cub and he suspects that may lead to some problems. He decides to wait until Jor joins them and talk it out between the four of them, because he suspects Lyssan's creation magic may be needed to bridge the gap in this instance.

Lyssan soon returns, saying "That stupid twin of mine... of all the times he picks to shed his skin. He made me doctor him with some sort of ointment and that is a lot of snake to doctor... Said to tell Kero, he'll be fine as long as he stays in here. And he sends his regrets that he won't be able to join us for a day or two. How is he holding up?" She peers behind Amestru and raises a well-manicured clawed hand to her lips, stifling her laughter to avoid waking him up. "I thought he said he knew nothing about such things." she remarks with a wink to Amestru.

"Apparently he has a very vivid imagination. Some of those positions are completely unattainable. Tes better get back from that trip soon. I'd say her groom is getting antsy." laughs Amestru, pulling her aside. "Let's give him and his dreams a bit of privacy."

"Aw, but he just getting to the interesting part..." giggles Lyssan, linking her arm with her mates. "So what have ye learned so far..."

The two move off to Amestru's study, leaving the door ajar between the lab and it so Kerobian knows where they are when he wakes up, and Amestru begins to relate his findings and fears while they wait.

He follows the sound of their voices to Amestru's study to find them sitting before a small fire, Lyssan with her head on Ame's shoulder. They are discussing his difficulties and sharing a private moment, but when he tries to sneak behind them, Lyssan calls out.

"I wouldn't go out iffin I were you. Jor says ye need to stay put. I sent to the palace for some bedding and it should be arriving soon. But Jor I fear, won't be joining us anytime soon. He's moulting and feeling a bit temperamental at the moment. I told him to just get rid of the damn thing, but he claims a skin has to be shed just so or he'll be itching for months on end." she looks back over her shoulder and grins from ear to ear. "Ye have a nice nap? A pleasant dream, maybe?"

Amestru elboys her into silence and sighs. "Sorry, Kero, she's still a bit touchy about that last prank not the ghost one, but the one before. Hell hath no fury as a woman who been embaressed before her entire staff. Come, join us."

At this Amestru launches one of their pillows at the cub's head, missing by a mile. He chuckles wickedly and makes a grand gesture and growls. "Just ye wait, mage. Ye have a honey moon coming up someday in the relatively near future and turn about is fair play."

Lyssan pats the cushion beside them and tells Kerobian to join them while they try to work out some details.

"Oh... nothing much... yer one messed up kitty..." says Lyssan with a gentle smile. "Ye know, Kerobian... for someone who supposed to be all powerful and such an important bigwig in magic circles, ye and Jor have really played havoc with yer life. For starters, ye could have simply gone back to yer early twenties or so, at a point when ye were more capable of being treated as a mature individual and such... for either species, it would have still rejuvenated ye quite a bit. Why did you two chose ingfancy?"

She is playing with a small wooden charm carved in the shape of a cresent moon threaded on a leather thong.