[And with practiced grace, Nepeta picks up her cup and just breathes in the scent first. Her eyes close and her head lifts, tail curling around herself. Ah...the smell is just heavenly, and the heat on her hands is just as nice. She's got gloves and a long, thick jacket to keep out most of the cold, but it's still not quite enough.
Blowing on the top of her tea, Nepeta waits for most of the head to fade before beginning to lap at the hot tea, like a cat would. Of course, she maintains a careful kind of poise, and a rumbling purr vibrates in her throat.]
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Blowing on the top of her tea, Nepeta waits for most of the head to fade before beginning to lap at the hot tea, like a cat would. Of course, she maintains a careful kind of poise, and a rumbling purr vibrates in her throat.]
Mmm...purrrrfect. Thank you!