[ Susato may not recognize the cat, but the cat seems to be familiar with Susato. Some things Trahearne has had around the house will have her scent on it, after all.
She trots to Susato to weave through her legs, sniffing at her as she does. With wide, yellow eyes--one that are oddly reminiscent of Trahearne's own--she peers up at Susato before giving a quiet chirp. It is...an answer. Apparently.
And before Susato can do or say anything else, she darts over to the side of the room where the kitchen is, hopping up onto the counters. There she sits, turns to look at Susato expectantly. ]
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She trots to Susato to weave through her legs, sniffing at her as she does. With wide, yellow eyes--one that are oddly reminiscent of Trahearne's own--she peers up at Susato before giving a quiet chirp. It is...an answer. Apparently.
And before Susato can do or say anything else, she darts over to the side of the room where the kitchen is, hopping up onto the counters. There she sits, turns to look at Susato expectantly. ]