Churro was purring contentedly as he sat on Illya's shoulder. The two of them looked perfectly at peace, one asleep and the other like a guardian angel.
Illya was hearing the soft humming sound of the little kitten as he slept, a comforting little buzzing that he knew wouldn't harm him. Instead it seemed to spread throughout his body, like a healing vibration. He could sense his muscles relaxing as the tension normally present began to subside.
Just as he was drifting into a deeper sleep, the purring was accented by the mewing of a hungry kitten.
***Translation: Food?, Yes, Thank you