"Hey, just think about how I feel." Sepia teased Skyra. "I'm surprised that none of these little guys and girls have hissed at me." She picked up an older-looking cat and touched her forehead to its. "Look at youuu!" she gushed. "Everyone must love all the little kittens, but you are so charming in your own way!"

Straightening up while holding the cat -who was currently batting at one of her long, brown curls- she looked at Krysthane with curiosity. "Wasn't there some sort of strange graffiti about last time, like for a gang or something?"