Erica stayed a little back, staring at Sorhafe's slowly expanding butt. She was almost back to the size she had been after the first potion had worn off. Thankfully, her specially enchanted weapons and clothing grew with her, so she didn't have any wardrobe malfunctions. She didn't notice, as a small, grey cat leapt down, leaving a thin scratch across her shoulder as it landed on her. She wore a simple set of cloth armour. Light and flexible enough to move in, but enchanted to stop weapons from piercing it. The cat's claws slashed right through it. Before she could react, Sorhafe quickly picked up the cat between thumb and forefinger, lifting it in a way that it could not bite or claw her. She spoke some soothing words in elvish, and the cat slowly began to relax. Her soothing words turned into song, as she put the cat down on the ground. The cat yawned, walking in three precise circles, before lying down, and closing it's eyes. When she was sure the cat was asleep, she gently picked it up, the entire cat fitting in one of her now larger hands.
"Let's get this little one back to his owner," Sorhafe said, gently, handing it down to Erica "You'd better bring it. I probably shouldn't be seen in the village again looking like this."
Erica nodded, and gently took the sleeping cat, carrying it into the village. The little girl was overjoyed to have her cat back, and happily gave Erica the five gold before running back into the house.
While she's in town, she picks up the second quest: the escort mission, before returning to Sorhafe and Steph. The three made camp in the woods, and set up their bedrolls. As they had spent all day traipsing through the woods, Sorhafe and Erica were too tired to do what they had done the previous night. Erica's wound was also bothering her, so she wasn't really in the mood. They settled on cuddling, though Sorhafe's larger arms wrapped around Erica's whole body. After getting comfortable, the three fell asleep, just as the full moon was beginning to rise.