Big sopping wet cat

The big, maned cat shifted, and Corbie stayed motionless, only her cautious eyes and ears moving to track him. And then... he spoke. The corner of her mouth tilted up slightly in a reluctant smile. How dramatic. The beast was easily twice or more her size, he was surely not really threatened by her. "I can assure you that I've not made it a habit of eating cats, and I've no intention of starting now." She tilted her head, relaxing a little from her frozen stance now that it appeared the cat would be unlikely to attack, and indeed seemed inclined towards conversation. "Are you quite all right? What happened to you?"