The cat being chased was a fat one indeed, fluffy and brown and completely out of breath from such a prolonged exertion. There had to be a senshi around here somewhere, anywhere! There was hardly a night that she didn’t run into at least one, if not run into them, at least sense them…but tonight…a night where she was once again running from certain…well. Certain something bad happening…there was not a flicker of light to be found!
Finally, finally there was something…though…the something wasn’t something that could help right away, but…but she had to get some kind of help here…even if she used her laser…what good would that be? She wouldn’t have the strength to keep running after that. Julienne made her way towards the faint feeling of the unawakened senshi and stopped running right at his feet, her sides heaving. “Please. I need your help. And…and you need your help…won’t you help me?”
She looked up at him, blue eyes imploring. “Please.” Sure she was a talking cat. But this was an emergency! A real, real emergency!
Saint Sergio