Napoleon turned, surprised because Danielle had purposely not told him that they were coming. She just trotted over to Yana and leaned into her, huffing at the silly humans.

He swallowed, shifting a bit before smiling a bit sheepishly while brushing his fingers through his hair. "Surprise?" He asked, motioning to the food on the table. "I made Tula gingerbread as well. Traditional with honey inside, not jam."