[And here was Sebastian, sitting on the floor with his legs crossed and in a room of Whipstaff Manor. Except, this room didn't look like all the others, this room was different, WAY different. The normally Victorian and lavish rooms in the manor were nothing like this one, no, this one was zebra stripped with assortments of large cats, then on the north wall a mural of each of the kittens.
Sebastian was dotting on his own kitten,
Kingsley holding him up in the air as he mewled gently, the others gathered closely around him, Tamaki's cat batting at the ends of his jacket. It was then when looking around, Sebastian realized one of the kittens were not around him, which was odd. He then set Kingsley down, looking behind his back to see what he was looking for, though it was NOT a good sight.
He found the other kitten alright, but he was on the edge of the windowsill, and if he fell it would not be a pretty sight considering they were on the second story floor. Batting at the shutter window, the kitten was being playful when a gust of wind blew it open, along with said kitten. Sebastian gasped, quickly jumping out after it and leaving the other kittens in the room with a puzzling look as they seemed to be just starring at the window, wondering if Sebastian was coming back.
A few moments later, the door opened and sure enough there was Sebastian, kitten in hand and completely unharmed. How was this possible? Setting the kitten down, Sebastian moved to the window, locking it such so the curious wanderer didn't try it again. With a sinister grin, Sebastian looked down at the kitten, his arms crossed as he just seemed to give off a scary aura.]
Now then, don't try that again young one.
[Poor kitten, probably frightened it to death with that glare.]