Misty chewed on her lip a little as she watched him looked around the campsite, then started to cook one of the fish. She wanted to get to know him, learn more about his kind but she was scared to also. What if he found out what she was, captured her to be tested on and she put her entire species at risk? Her curiosity got the best of her though. What was the saying the humans had. Curiosity killed the cat? Whatever a cat was. She slowly walked over to where he was and sat down on a log across the fire from him still keeping her distance a little. 

"I know this place isn't much." She said softly as she looked around the small campsite. "I'm not exactly good at building shelter." 

She looked back at him studying the way the fire light seemed to dance on his skin. She had so many questions, but if she asked them he would think she was either crazy or that she wasn't human. She wanted to know everything she could about the humans, including what a cat was now that she had succumbed to curiosity. She didn't want to kill something and definitely didn't want to die because of it. 

"I'm sorry I left so quickly." She said looking down at her hands a little. What would her excuse be? "I'm not used to anyone being here."