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Today Fiene and Nazriya hadn't made it very far from the apartment, probably because the kitty insisted on stopping to investigate every. single. thing.

Alright, Naz wasn't quite quite as exasperated as her internal grumblings might have sounded; Fiene was ******** cute okay, especially when she was making faces and examining stuff, only to turn around and meow decisively at her owner. What was said she had no idea about, but judging by the stream of trilling meows coming from the ginger tabby it was probably something really important. Obligingly, she nodded her head and made assenting noises. A few people passing by stared but what could she say, she was a sucker for her pet and some people staring wasn't going to change that.

Fiene turned to look at the squealing human, deigning to blink once and respond with a lazy meow that meant something along the lines of 'I marginally appreciate that you sound like you like me'. Being this cute had accustomed her to squealing humans, after all. Still, she padded forward to examine the newcomer, sniffing inquisitively before deciding that this one was alright and giving the human an experimental headbutt. "Mrow~!" and that translated as 'you have been given permission to pet me, so commence petting now'.

Nazriya, in a moment of similarity with her cat, had blinked once in surprise at the lady approaching them and her really damn apparent weirdness - like, antlers? But then, she thought as she cocked her head to the side and a smile grew on her lips, it wasn't the creepy kind of weirdness you saw in serial killers or anything like that.

Just... a real ******** stylish lady with antlers and flowers in her hair. Who liked cats a lot - she could get behind that and hell, anyone who squealed upon seeing a kitty on a leash couldn't be a bad person. She refused to believe it.

"Her name's Fiene - probably should be a Queen or a Duchess before that with how spoiled she is, in truth." Naz grinned at her cat and said cat's newfound buddy before continuing, "she's a british shorthair! Three years old, cuddly as all hell and the softest commander of terror you'll ever meet. Woe betide the one who forgets her feeding schedule."

Fiene let out a series of small nonsensical squeaks to accompany her purr as the new lady hit just the right spot behind her ears. Bliss! Had she not been otherwise occupied, she'd have told the human that it was indeed very nice to meet her too.

"Who could do anything else?" Naz laughed before crouching down on one knee to be at height with the other two - it felt weird to loom over someone she was talking to, okay? "Turkish Angora! I've never actually met one but ********, they look like softness incarnated. Are they really?"

And then another grin at the lady's words about cat nature; "Amen to that. But hey, the large personality is part of why we love them, right?"

The grin morphed to a softer smile, "glad to meet you - Nazriya Ravnholm. I'd offer to shake your hand but I see your hands are otherwise occupied at the moment." She nodded towards Fiene, still in blissful heaven over having found another human who knew how to pet a cat properly.

Nazriya laughed huskily; "what, you don't want me to pet your kitty?" She raised a saucy eyebrow alongside a grin and held the expression for a few seconds before winking, "nah, I know, don't worry."

As her owner ran a hand down her back, Fiene chipped in, "we just moved here!"

Heedless to what the ginger tabby had said, Naz hummed in thought for two seconds. "Yeah, about as new as can get, really. I just moved here - a week and a half ago?" She shrugged at her own lax time-keeping; "time flies when you're experiencing new things. I'm from Denmark so all this American whatnot -" she waved a descriptive hand in the air, "is very new to me. But it's always great to meet new people, yeah? And I'd definitely volunteer to pet your kitty in a heartbeat." She paused for dramatic effect, lips twitching in a restrained grin, "your actual cat, of course."

"My aunt's lived here for the last 4 years and I needed a change of scenery; she gave a job at her store and free use of her spare bedroom so I'd have something to start out with." She shrugged, grinning, "seemed as good a deal as I was going to get anywhere, to be honest."

A kitty play-date! Naz laughed, "sure! Never tried that before, but always gotta be up for something new, right? Want me to bring Fiene?" That's what a kitty play-date sounded like, but it was probably better to ask just to be sure before she showed up at Autumn's door with a cat too many in tow.

"A tad, yeah - plus you guys do everything so differently here, it's hard to wrap my head around. But this city is definitely nothing like anywhere else I've ever been. It just has that.. something, yeah? Just don't ask me what that something is - charm, maybe? But I'd love a tour, for sure." She returned the smile, glad she'd taken Fiene out for a walk today.

"That's fine, I'm pretty sure Fiene's confidence is bulletproof," Nazriya grinned. The cat in question seemed to consider the idea of a friend for a moment before meowing decisively to Autumn; "I can handle her! There were many cats where I lived before moving in with this human."

Naz rose a moment after the other girl, carefully taking the offered phone and puzzling through the english settings to add herself as a contact. "You might live to regret that offer yet, but thanks," handing back the phone with a soft grin, she continued, "I didn't bring my phone with me but you can send me a text or call me later, yes?"

"I won't!" Fiene meowed in-between intense purring and languid blinks at Autumn.

"That sounds great!" Nazriya rested a hand on her waist and returned the grin. "I'll be anxiously waiting," a wink and her relaxed body language betrayed the exaggeration. "For now we better continue our walk and then we'll talk to you later, yeah?"

Naz raised a hand in return to Autumn's wave, "you too and looking forward to it!" As the other woman went off, she and Fiene returned to their lazy cat walk.