Creatures in the Woods

Since being kidnapped by that strange creature in the park, Minx had been a bit more wary about wandering around alone. But she still liked to hunt for her food. Mostly because she didn't have a job and stealing from restaurants was a lot harder than stealing chickens from farms, and there didn't seem to be as many of those on Manta Carlos. Plus the citizens here were a bit more difficult than normal humans. Of course, she could count on her boyfriend to feed her and that could lead to other entertainment, but he did have a job and school to go to.

So here she was chasing squirrels through the woods, alone. She actually felt safer here than in the park anyways. Most people didn't really go into the forest because of the animals. There was a lot more cover here too. The fae was a little confused when she chased a squirrel into the cemetery. Her hesitation gave it time to slip away. She squeaked her annoyance and then decided to explore. The fae of her homeland didn't really have graveyards, and she had never really had a reason to explore one on her forays into the human world.

She saw the cat sunning itself and scampered over to sniff it curiously. She didn't like dogs, but cats were generally okay. She wondered if it was a normal cat or another fae. It would be nice to have another playmate, so to speak. She didn't shift right away, but she did sit down next to the cat and watch it curiously.

The cat did smell like a normal cat, or at least it didn't smell like another fae. Minx could smell some human on it, but she guessed that it was probably one of those cats that humans kept as pets. The fae squeaked, disappointed at that fact. Normal cats were boring, and the ones that lived with humans tended to be the worst. At least it wasn't trying to chase after her like she was some kind of rodent. Technically the fae was a rodent while in mink-form, but she never thought of herself that way.

Minx made a little sigh, wishing that she hadn't let the squirrel get away. She was going to just hop off the gravestone and explore some more when the cat suddenly reached out and booped her nose. The fae became slightly worried that the animal was sizing her up as a tasty treat. So since the squirrels seemed to not be around this part of the forest, and she wasn't about to get eaten herself, Minx shifted back into her regular form.

The now-woman looked at the cat, wondering if it was actually hungry or had just been taking advantage of her closeness. The sun did feel nice, and she could see why it wasn't inclined to be out hunting. "Are you hungry kitty cat?" She asked, not expecting an answer. "Do your people not feed you? Or are you just too cozy here to move from your spot?"

The younger but taller fae gazed down at the other woman when she transformed, quite obviously undressing her with her eyes and making no attempt to hide it. The blonde was quite lovely, though she did still smell faintly of cat even as a human. She was also not a fae, which puzzled Minx. She didn't believe she had ever met a similar type of shifter before.

Simply watching for the moment, she quietly listened as this Kat introduced herself. She gave a wide grin, which showed off her sharp teeth, when the woman said the fae was lucky she'd already eaten. And she gave a pleasant laugh about Kat's name, though it was very similar to what her name might've been if she had been a fae. The fae wasn't speaking both because she enjoyed being coy, but also because she was considering her words carefully. It took some practice to be constantly lying in conversation with someone without simply saying the opposite of what you meant. Speaking almost entirely in questions to get around her limitations was something of an artform for her.

"Aren't most names given by another? And if you truly found it ironic, would you not simply go by Katarina?" It may not have been obvious, but Minx was not lending out her own name so freely. Very few people knew it and she intended to keep it that way, mostly because she found it fun to do so.