Dylan walked down to the courtyard, holding his kitten Ginger in his arms as he went. She had seemed to really want to go out today, so he had decided to go for a walk around the grounds. He had gotten tired though, so he stopped by the courtyard to rest on a bench.

He took a seat and let Ginger play around on the ground below by his feet. She played with the laces of his boots and he chuckled to himself, watching in amusement as she bit them and pawed at them. She sure was playful and energetic today, more than usual. He didn't quite know why, but he loved it. It was adorable.