Cora choked on her food for a moment, and she coughed. She swallowed roughly, difficultly, and pounded her chest a few times, as if working some food down. She cleared her throat, and said. "Yeah, we've gotten to know each other really well. She's very sweet and affectionate. And she's a good..well.." but then Cora waved her hand dismissively. "Well, you know." She smiled. "Hopefully, she'll be down for breakfast soon."

Willow nods and smiles, moving to sip her tea in amusement. After a moment she speaks up again. "Personally? It looks good. You two. What you have is... special? If that's the word for it." Willow then pokes at the remainder of her food for a second before standing from her seat, grabbing whatever kind of container she can find to put her leftovers in for a snack later.

Bea had been sitting at her vanity when Cora approached, the belle giggling in delight at the feeling of her nibbling at her neck, a small weak spot for her that the rogue was quick to find during their adventures. "I'll be down in a moment, sugar, gotta clean myself up after all the roughousin' we've been doin'." She gave her a peck on the cheek and shooed her off to go converse with the others. When the door clicked shut, Bea turned to look at the mirror, a frown replacing the complacent smile she had been donning. "Well... I..." She would say to herself. "Guess I oughta.. make myself presentable." 

It was better to arrive late than to arrive ugly, she would say to herself as she made way to join the others in the kitchen. After doing some light makeup and some hair touch ups, Bea was managing a smile again, thankfully not forced, and it only grew when she opened the door to see everyone (mostly) already there. "Glad to see I'm not the last one!" She would comment as she went to go grab herself the pitcher of sweet tea she made when Cora and her weren't fooling around. She set it down in the middle of the table then grabbed everyone cups and pours them into the glasses. It would be clear to the others she enjoyed doing little things like this. "Now, what were we all talkin' 'bout here while I was freshenin' up, mm?"

"Thanks." Cora smiled, "I think so too. It's nice to feel what she's giving me. She's..intoxicating. So!" she said, changing the subject. "Are you like..really..a fox? Or..something else." 

Athela gives her sister a Look. "I'm the older one, you know," she chides with a soft smile before starting on her omelet, waving a hello to Bea as the elf comes in.

Willow gives Athela a roll of her eyes playfully before giving Bea a wave. "Yeah. In a way. The ears? They're real. I can move them as I will but they also show my emotions. The tail? I can move it to. Although sometimes I can't help the wagging. And sometimes I... lose control over my primal animal side. That typically results in fur and claws." Willow makes a point of wiggling her ears and tail to demonstrate, shoving her leftovers into her pack. After a second she looks back to Bea. "Oh! Would you like some breakfast too? I made those two some. " She points to the omelet Athela is eating before moving to the stove, the ingredients still out but neatly organized on the counter.

"Oh! There she is!" Cora said, excited to see Bea.

"The term here is shifter," Athela explains to Cora. "Nobody really knows their origin, some say they're descended from lycanthropes, others say lycanthropes are corrupted versions of them. Humanoids with an animalistic side."

"Like, a furry?" She snorted.

Athela cocks her head. "A what?"

Willow seemingly tenses for a second, humming in thought. "In a way..... Yeah." She brushed her hair and ear fur for a second before moving to make Bea some breakfast.

Cora laughed, and nodded. "Ok. Just checking." she smiled and continued eating.

"Breakfast sounds lovely, sugar." Bea answers Willow as slides herself next to Cora, resting her chin on her hands with a smile. At the mention of furries though she pipes up. "Well her kind definitely fetches a pretty penny in the hive, believe it or not. Got myself a wolf shifter, pretty little thing she is, lots of people come askin' for her time. You know, if this whole adventurin' thing don't stick y'all got a job at my establishment." She throws both of the girls a wink. 

"Huh, didn't know bestiality was still a thing in this universe." Cora jokes, finishing her meal. "I'm just ******* around." she jokes. "Mostly." she winks.

Willow nods and offers Bea a slight smile. "I'll keep that in mind." After a few minutes, Willow slides a plate of veggie omelet and pork in front of Bea, moving to clean up the cooking mess a little.

Cora looks at Bea longingly as she eats, casually, a face on her as if she missed her immensely.

Athela smiles at Bea. "Well, thank you. We'll certainly keep it in mind, but the two of us probably have some...things to take care of after this," she says simply before changing the subject. "Does anyone know where we are right now? I haven't had a chance to get up on deck and see what we're above."

Stepping in from the doorway, Vignette announces in response to Athela's question:  "Clouds. Big, white, 'n puffy clouds. That's al' yer can see for leagues on end. Ah've naw idea wha we are!"

"Ahhh! Eggs! Ah've worked up quite an appetite on dis gran' mornin', tryin' ter 'elp de ship's navigator fend our way through dis pea soup. 'Tis downright claustrophobic oyt dare."

She then grabs a plate from the buffet table, piles it high with some of Willow's scrumptious looking eggs, and slumps down tiredly in an empty chair in the back corner of the room.  "So, waaat do yer fine ladies 'av scheduled for the-day? More exercise in yer room?" she ends, while looking directly at Cora and Bea and winks.

Willow quietly sips her tea with an amused smile. "Personally I'm using my time to attempt to relax? But I doubt that will work." 

Bea happily dug right in when the plate was set in front of her, and continued even when Vignette letting Cora answer the woman’s question. At most, with her freehand, she gave the rogues thigh a light squeeze.