May The Songs Wash Clean Our Hearts

The woman had grown momentarily bored with her k-9 company. The mutt had absolutely no sense of humour and a bad attitude. That kind of thing wore on a girl so she got up early this morning to go hunting. Granted her new pet kept her from having to hunt but she still enjoyed the excitement once in a while. The smell of frear that radiated off of herr prey was intoxicating and there wasn't anything like the feel of life draining from another creature.

Her original plan was to hunt down a deer but thats not what she found. At first all she jad found was an unknown scent. It. Was definitely feline but not one she had ever encountered. Then she spotted him and her jaw dropped. He was white and spotted like herself, unlike her his fur was much thinner his spots werent the right shape to be a leopards, besides that they were blue.

She had never seen anything like him in her life. Sure shee had mer the beautifully orange and black striped Skaelinger, but this guy was something else completely. Kathleen had to know who and what he was ir she would drive herself and Vrel crazy...not that she wasnt already driving her pet crazy. Kat walked out in the open not caring about cover and stared at this new cat. "Who and what are you." her usual hostile tones were temporarily replaced with curiosity.