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Kathryn still hadn't received any answers as to why she was a feline. She paced an alleyway in downtown Destiny City. She missed normalcy. Since she'd been transformed she had not been back home. Her parents probably assumed that she was too busy to come home for Thanksgiving. Kathryn wasn't too worried about missing dinner that night although she would have loved to partake. But being cursed as a cat had put a wrinkle in her plans. She had even had to push back a possible inquiry into a job opening. Pausing Kathryn scented the air before sighing. Various aromas assaulted her nose and she sneezed at the acrid stench of garbage.

Kathryn rubbed a paw against her nose to diffuse the lingering scent of trash. The idea of trying to dig something edible out of the trash cans didn't appeal to Kathryn - but how else was she to obtain food if she couldn't get it the normal way. It wasn't like she could just walk into a store or restaurant and pull something off the shelf and eat it without paying. Kathryn sighed before grooming herself. Why she was out in an alleyway in the darkening night when she wouldn't be caught dead here if she was in her regular form? Did being a cat lend her a sense of adventure that she lacked as a human?

It was then that she noticed that she had company. A sleek dark furred cat had just turned into the alleyway that she occupied. This was the first cat that she'd seen since her transformation. Unsure if this cat was like her Kathryn remained still and silent. Her gray eyes tracked the feline's movements. She just couldn't let the opportunity pass by though. Taking a risk Kathryn darted out into the other cat's path. She stared at the other before sighing. She gave a small sound of frustration.

"This is awkward. You aren't like me are you?"

Kathryn glanced sharply at the cat as it indeed spoke. From the timbre of the voice she could assume that she was dealing with a male. She had been feeling pretty foolish for even addressing the other in the first place. But now - everything changed. Where to start with the questions? Although perhaps this other individual didn't even have the answers that she sought. Sitting down as gracefully as she could Kathryn gave a more thorough look to the cat in front of her. The darkness hid the others pelt coloration but a light marking on the front leg of the other caught her attention. The mark looked close enough to resemble a thin vine that almost appeared to have been painted on the cat's fur.

As her examination drew a close she gave a soft meow. "I did mean a human trapped in cat form. You are the first that I've come across and while I don't know if you could answer questions I'm glad to know that I'm not the only one afflicted with this miserable condition."

Kathryn took a moment to give the other cat a chance to reply. She sent a sharp glance down the alleyway before tucking her tail around her paws. She didn't know if the other would be civilized or not but so far the meeting was pleasant enough. Her stomach at that moment rumbled loudly signalling her hunger. Kathryn gave her stomach a disdainful look. She'd not had a decent meal since turning cat. "Sorry about that."

To hear that others had been affected by this affliction had Kat feeling a mild sense of relief. To also learn that information was being gathered and a solution might be feasible had Kathryn purring very softly. It was an instinctive reaction. She was pleased with what she had learned and was showing it in a very vocal manner. The news that she'd have to make the best of the situation was a little hard to stomach after that. Kathryn rose to all fours before she resumed pacing a little.

"This is very frustrating. But you seem to know this already."

The way she said that it came out more question-like then she was willing to admit. But this strange cat in front of her seemed to have knowledge. Maybe it would be better for her to stick with him for a while. The fact that he was offering to help her find dinner was also a plus. However Kathryn didn't like the idea of resorting to stealing. Maybe just this one time it'd be allowed.

Kathryn stopped her movement as she was asked about who she was. There were only two options she could go on this call. She was sort of hesitant to reveal who she was but if she refused would this knowledgeable cat fade into the darkness. It was time for her to take a gamble.

"I guess I can share my name with you. I'm Kathryn McAdams. Can I ask who you might be?"

"I don't think we'll be able to go on as if nothing's happened. It would be a nice thing if we could just forget."

Kathryn glanced to the darkness of the alley around them. Her vision in the dark was extraordinary. One thing that she'd take from this encounter was a lot of knowledge. Now she knew just how it felt to be considered a stray. A true stray probably wouldn't have the difficulty in tracking down a meal or turn up their nose at finding one that would be less than satisfactorily. Maybe when this was over she'd look into talking with Tallulah about adopting an animal from a shelter.

"It's nice to meet you Benitoite."

The discussion then turned to where to grab dinner from had Kathryn debating different types of food and whether it'd suit her new body. Finally the hunger decided the answer for her. "I don't think it matters where we go to find something. As long as it won't be garbage I think I'm fine with whatever you choose. Thank you."

Kathryn settled her nerves before waiting on the other cat to take the lead. She'd follow him for now with no reservations.

Kathryn silently agreed with Benitoite's words. None of those afflicted with this strange malady would likely be able to truly forget. She caught herself wondering what would happen if she was stuck as a cat forever. Most important was that she would have let Tallulah down as a room mate; although it was likely that Tallulah would completely understand. There was also her mother and father. They most likely would think that they had lost their only child.

However, hopefully that wouldn't come to pass. Benitiote had said that people were working on the situation. So all she needed to do was keep a positive attitude and maybe have some fun with this. It was hard to do.

It was during her mental musings that Kathryn realized that Benitoite had gotten to his paws and was dashing out of the alley and calling for her to follow him. As quickly as she was able to Kathryn got to her own paws and quickly ran to follow the tomcat. As they ran Benitoite explained their destination and while she wasn't happy with the prospect of stealing her dinner she had to admit that she could always return and pay anonymously at another time. "How much further is this cafe Benitoite? And do you have any idea of what they have to offer?"

Kathryn took in Benitoite's words as he explained the cafe to her and what to do. She was momentarily floored when Benitoite explained that he didn't wish to see her get caught. She kept up her stride to match that of the tomcat. Running like this in while as a human would have probably winded her by now but funnily enough she was alright as a cat. The amount of energy spent to keep this pace seemed less than what a human would need. Kathryn tried to figure this out in her mind but she drew a blank. All that she could think about was sinking her teeth into something and soon. Any sort of human food would suffice. Right now Kat didn't think a mouse would slice through the hunger pangs she was experiencing now. Besides - all that fur - no ... it would not do.

"Grab whatever I can and run. That sounds simple enough. Hopefully whatever I see first is accessible to cats."

Kathryn paused at the next corner. Various aromas had begun to fill her nose and she lifted her head into the air and took a few appreciative sniffs of the delicious scents. Whatever she was smelling had a direct effect on her stomach. It grumbled quite loudly and commandingly. It appeared as though they had reached their destination. Kathryn knelt closer to the ground in an effort not to be seen. Knowing that she was about to maybe find herself some food had her feeling a bit playful. She glanced to the cafe before whispering to Benitoite. "Care to escort me in kind sir?"

Kathryn nodded at Benitoite's words before crouching down beside the tom. She felt a familiar wave of apprehension wash over her. Nothing though would hold her back. They were both this close to success. All she had to do was get in and get out before being seen. Springing forward Kathryn bounded across the threshold of the doorway and stopped almost instantly in her tracks. So many scents assailed her and she gave a look over her shoulder to see if Benitoite had followed her in.

Padding softly around the kitchen Kathryn studied the various items before her eyes lit on a pile of sliced roast beef. Her eyes lit up. It seemed that the cafe was preparing it for storage as it lay on a piece of saran wrapping. It'd take less time to bunch the plastic together and carry it out in her mouth than rather than risking eating it here. Kathryn jumped onto the counter where the meat was and gingerly sniffed at it before sampling a small piece. The meat was still held a bit of warmth. Wasting no more time Kathryn used her paws to roll the plastic around the meat, sealing it in the plastic wrap. That accomplished she picked the bundle up in her mouth and hopped off the counter. Hopefully she hadn't been seen yet.

With her prize in tow Kathryn couldn't resist a second look around the kitchen. A dish that still needed to be scraped clean held traces of tomato sauce and a few pieces of cheesy noodles. It lay forgotten on a lower ledge and Kathryn couldn't resist the pull. Lasagna. Her target lay in direct sight of the doors that opened into the cafe. It'd be risky just for a few mouthfuls of her favorite food. The brown cat leaped onto the ledge and began rasping her tongue across the dish's surface. Even cold - Kathryn was making a meal from the remaining scraps. The remnants tasted divine. Licking her tongue once more across the dish she realized the plate was now clean. Hopping down Kathryn grabbed her meat again before noticing shadows play on the walls beyond her. Someone was coming through the front doors ...

Kathryn's fur bristled before she darted underneath the table. Where was Benitoite?