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[not_cheshire]

The cute little kitten steps curiously into the main room, by way of a full-length mirror, and looks around curiously. After a bit of exploring, he hops up on a couch, where he sits, purring and looking generally adorable. He's so tiny and fluffy, and needs a home. Don't you want to pet him?

Typist: Um, this would be the Cheshire Cat, from

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[transferoflight]

Why no. No, we don't want to pet him because we know this kitten. It's not a kitten at all, we've carried that kitten, crooning about how adorable it was and watched it turn into an assassin to rival Hatter Madigan.

And even if it isn't the same Cat, it looks enough like it for Alyss to suck in a breath and draw into a corner when she sees it before approaching, as bravely as she can, yet still remaining a good distance away. "Go away, Cat."

[not_cheshire]

The kitten gives her an innocent headtilt, twitching its tail, but his eyes sharpen, rather disturbingly. Not now, though -- it would hardly make a good impression on the others if he were to attack the princess the minute he arrived.

[transferoflight]

"How many lives do you have, anyways?" She glares at the thing. "My mother killed you. Hatter killed you again, you shouldn't exist. Most things stay dead when you kill them."

[not_cheshire]

Well, nine, of course! Don't all cats? The kitten, though, is going to hop off the couch and twine itself around her legs, purring.

[skulllikeadrain]

A cat! A small cat, but a cat! Snitter knows what you do with cats. You run at them, barking.

[not_cheshire]

This is a sort of growl that should definitely not be coming from a kitten -- and he'll definitely be getting quite a lot bigger now. "Go away, dog!" This is in a hiss as he bares claws that could probably rip Snitter apart with one swipe.

[skulllikeadrain]

Snitter lets out a yelp, and skids on the floor as he stops himself and turns around to dash off.

"Oh, my dam, what things come out of my head!"

[not_cheshire]

The Cat watches him go with a snarl. He hates dogs.

[sweariwontdie]

"A kitten?" He looks at it curiously.

[not_cheshire]

The kitten hops down to sniff at his feet curiously, then purrs.

[sweariwontdie]

He crouches down to pet it.

[not_cheshire]

This? This is a happy kitten, rubbing against Armand's hand.

[onlyachild]

Oh! Hello, puss. *wants to pet him indeed*

[not_cheshire]

*looks cute and pettable, then! and meows at her*

[onlyachild]

Look at you, you sweet little thing. *scoops up the kitten and cradles it like a baby*

[not_cheshire]

*purrrrs and nuzzles against her*

[h_shapedvein]

She was raised in the terror of Redd's reign, so she's naturally uneasy around all cats. But she's never seen The Cat as a kitten so she is off guard.

A bit.

"Someone'll be looking for you, won't they, Kitty?"

[youthfulbravado]

Upon hearing of the arrival of a feline, Dodge is present, sword drawn.

The long, ragged scars on his cheek are a terrible reminder of the last time he came across this particular feline. "Don't touch it."

[not_cheshire]

The kitty in question gives her a curious look, but doesn't move, merely twitching his tail.