A tall, lean man in a long pale grey coat walks along the path toward the Mansion. He has a confident yet relaxed manner about him, however his eyes are sharply observing his surroundings
( Read more... )
Even if he looks like an ordinary orange and cream cat, Altra is far from ordinary. Though, if Seifer goes through the main room anytime after dusk, he can find the cat curled up in front of the fire imitating a rug. He'll sit up if he hears someone pause, and watch with large, blue eyes. And is it the shadows, but does he seem bigger now he's awake?
Seifer doesn't do well with animals - but at least Altra isn't a dog.
He does catch the now awake cat looking at him and, not expecting a reply, says, "What d'you think you're looking at, huh? I haven't got any catfood on me."
Altra snorts out loud. And since Seifer is talking to him, he replies. I am not interested in "cat food." I like my fish and meat fresher, unless it's tuna. Do you have any tuna?
He looks a little surprised but recovers quickly. "No, I don't... Are you under some kind of enchantment? Did some evil sorceress turn you into a cat?"
Marguerite hopes she doesn't run into either of her brothers. She's let the tea and coffee cups pile up in her room to a disgraceful degree. This is her second trip down the stairs carrying a precarious stack balanced in her delicate hands.
Comments 224
Reply
He does catch the now awake cat looking at him and, not expecting a reply, says, "What d'you think you're looking at, huh? I haven't got any catfood on me."
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment