For his own part, Nanaki flopped down on the grass to wait since they seemed to be doing such a thing. It wasn't like it would take much for him to get up if they changed their minds or some wild thing attacked them.

For the question the feline gave the bird a look. He was a big feline and one with the intelligence of a human and lifespan much greater, not a little house cat. A smaller wild cat might go after such a thing in lieu of small prey but not him. Besides, he wasn't much into playing. He was a noble warrior!

He huffed softly. "No, balls of string are only as useful as a two-legged can make it with their nimble hands," he replied as neutrally as he could manage. He meant for sewing or other artful things. Something an old lady might do.