"You remind me of a cat I once owned, his name was Felix, and he'd also go all jello when I rub his ears" Katja said excitedly.
"So you're a cat person hey?" He smiled.
"What gave it away?" She slyly smiled but flicked her fingers "That being said, I love all cats great and small and I've seen them all hunt before, now I get to see you hunt" She said over joyed.
"Hunt?"
"Yeah, stalk them, chase down, tackle, throat bite, you know?"
Quintin scratched his head "Never tried hunting before"
"Yes you did, your weapon was a bottleneck"
"No! What I mean as a cat, never did it"
"Well there's a first time for everything, sniff the air and see if you can't smell anything?" She said.
"Well, okay then" He lifted his nose, though there was no wind, something familiar caught his nostrils.
"And? She asked.
"I do smell something"
"Like?"
He looked down at her "I've never smelled it before, but along with it comes the smell of warm blood"
"Like a wound?"
"No, not like that... Uh"
