Meow: -hears beths sadness- I'm Meow! I'm at your service what wish may I grant you! -smiles brightly-
Ice: *quickly picks up the basket, cheeks flushes* Are you okay…?! Storm: *arches an eyebrow* Who is this?
Elijah: I need Ice...*Takes Ices hand and pulls her away* Fawn: *Sits on Storms shoulders* So where is this chick of yours?