"Aww, I think he's hungry," said Vianna as she sat up, taking a moment to stretch her arms and yawn before making her way out of bed. "Where's Turnip?" she asked the boy still in bed as she took Fluffy into her warm, welcoming hands. "Perhaps she's hungry too. Would you like me to serve her her breakfast too?" she asked, now glancing around the room for any signs of the gray kitten.