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Anari had fallen asleep in his stall the night before with his head lain accross Ozell's lovely neck, and one leg strewn over her chest. He broke from this sleep, now, with a broad yawn, licking at his lips and looking around to take stock of his surroundings. His mind was slow this morning... And his bed was... Unusual. His lax mental speed attributed to his realization that he had actually 'performed his duty' the night before, and not until he had peered around at his curtained bedroom, and his 'bed', did he even realize it. He glanced at the door briely, as his memories returned, before giving a soft grin and leaning forward to nudge the gryphoness to wakefulness. "Ozell, sweet... It seems to be morning..." He purred, nodding gingerly to the apple basket by the door. "Would you care for breakfast?"

Anari hummed and smiled up at the mare as she stretched, moving to stretch out his own limbs after her, before he wandered over to the pouch and plucked the strap off the nail. With the bag hanging from his flat choppers, he strode back over to the mare, proud as punch, and settled down in front of her, the bag leaning on his shoulders. He picked through the bag until he found what he charged as the best in the bag and held it sideways in his teeth out for Ozell, a soft smile in the nudge of his nose, as he told her to take the fruit for herself.

Anari smiled softly and nuzzled her beak after she'd finished, settling into his own apple as the second-best from the bag, taking it in bites around the core, as though he'd no desire for the seeds or stem of the apple, themselves. His human had chosen good apples, this time. The sweet bite of their flesh was pleasant even as the air seeped into the meat of the fruit, and left him un-bothered, despite. After all, he was sharing a breakfast with Ozell, after winning a night her her existence all to himself and spending it well in his stall.

Anari hummed, looking over at the mare gently, with a grin. "If I did it right, and... I'm certain I did..." He turned back to his apple to muffle the next word, then pretended he'd said nothing and continued. "What would you like to do today, my Gryphon fae?" He couldn't help but return her purr, enjoying his donting as much as she was, particularly the whole 'allowed to' part of it. "Shall we find you another doner, or take a run through the fields?" He reminded himself of her wings, briefly. "Shall I watch you enlist those beautiful feathers of yours to grace the sky with your presence, for a time?"

Anari grinned softly and hurried to his hooves, offering a soft bow once there before hanging the half-empty bag of apples on his door and pulling the 'blinds' open again, so the door could be swung open for the mare... At the hands of a short, merled little rabbit humanoid with a soft smile and long-haired ears that hung along her shoulderblades rather than stood proudly. Anari was quick to put himself between Ozell and the twolegger, and neglected introductions.

Anari hummed. "The lop-eared two-legger is unimportant." He murmured, nuzzling the mare and attempting to redirect her beak to the barn doors. "Shall we move on to your skygracing, my sweet?" He purred, hopeful.

"I hope you've enjoyed your stay, m'lady." The little rabbit purred, slinking around the door and behind Anari with a bucket and a metal trowel, humming as she set to fluffing the hay in the stall. "Come back any time." She hummed softly, ignoring Anari's hiss.

"Two-legger, be silent." He veritably snarled, clacking his flat teeth and the creature tending his stall. "Servants should not even be seen, let alone heard..."

She hummed up at him and after a moment, shrugged, turning back to her work. "Then close the stall and go watch your mare fly."

Anari gave a huff at his loss of Ozell's attention, pouting by the door while the mare spoke with his... Whatever the rabbit was. She looked up at the beaked mare with a soft smile. "Hmm? Oh, it's... Roodle, usually. Seems to be 'Unimportant' in this stall, more often than not." She hummed and shrugged. "Oh well... Can't blame him for not wanting to share attentions, I suppose. After all, EVERYONE wants to be friends with the Sk'het that fluffs their pillows, right, Anari?"

As Ozell started for the barn doors, a little streak of blue energy zipped between her legs to bounce around inside the stall, talking rapidly to the little rabbit. A ragdoll of a mare followed after him and slunk past her to demand that the foal be more careful and courteus of others, something he hardly listened to with more than a roll of the eyes, before the gate closed behind Anari and Ozell. "And... That... Is why the rabbit is no my pet..." He grumbled, ruffling his muzzle at the stall's occupants and baring his teeth at them like it was threatening. "Ruddy little blue monster does -NOT- belong in my stall!" He stomped as he walked, and calmed again when he spied Ozell's feathers once more. "To the sky, then, my sweet?"