Per pushed back against his hand, a purr starting in her throat. God, that felt good. She sat and watched him eat - messy as ever - and when he spoke, she made a noise equivalent to that of a human's snort. He rose to stretch and so did she, extending out her arms and legs and twisting her back. She paused briefly, not without enjoyment, to watch her adjust himself, and then finish moving around her neck. Curling up as a cat was nice, but it tended to leave some kinks in her when she shifted. Izzy went to go find some clothes and Cat padded out into the middle of the room, away from everything else, and shifted.

It was brief and uneventful, as usual, and over within seconds. Shifting itself wasn't hard at all. She just thought, and pushed, and there the next body was. But god, it took something out of her. Her stomach growled loudly, and for a moment she had trouble keeping her eyes open. When she was well-fed, it usually wasn't this bad. But it had been a while since they had sat down and had a real meal, and Cat was running on little to nothing. She raised up her hands and rubbed her eyes, cracked her back, and then sighed. Time to get moving. 

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The restaurant wasn't busy, but wasn't empty either. Just what they needed. Cat checked her pockets - only to find they were empty - and groaned lightly. She'd have to shift again. And she'd be even worse off. She turned to Izzy, "Go get us a table, I'll be right there." She gave him a brief smile, and then turned to look down the street to look for people. 

[i]Child, child, mother, hobo, frantic father....there, business man. Ooo, business woman! Average height, blonde hair, pale skin. Nice suit on and a large purse[/i] - just what she wanted. Cat set off, pushing through people and trying not to touch anyone's skin. She reached the woman and knocked into her shoulder, her fingers sliding against the woman's wrist. The woman, speaking sternly into the phone, took a step back and gave Cat a look that could kill, but she said nothing. Cat didn't give her a second glance, and kept moving down the street. She hit an alleyway and turned into it. After checking no one else was hiding out there, she took a deep breath and shifted.

By now, her stomach felt like it was about to climb up her throat and bite her for not feeding it. Another wave of exhaustion passed over her, but she fought it off. Her new, more delicate hands, dug through the purse now on her shoulder until it found the woman's wallet. She pulled it open, saw a flash of bills and cards, and grinned. The wallet went back in the bag and the bag back on her shoulders, and she made her way back to Izzy.