I'm not chasing my kitten, I'm following his lead
She squinted up at the man standing before her, hand on her hip.
She'd nearly had a heart attack as she'd let Snowball down to the ground for a bit of exercise and he'd instantly sprinted off like a white blur around the corner and vanished.
When she realized where the little kitten had plopped himself in front of...
Well.
"...Remy?" She put a hand to her chest, catching her breath. "What on earth are you doing sneaking around the castle!?"
The elf wore simple traveling clothes and a cloak, his sword belted at his waist, and had apparently been passing by when the kitten had sprinted out of her line of sight.
The tall elf arched a brow at her, before turning his gaze down to the cat stubbornly sitting at his feet, meowing at him.
"A very good question..." He knelt down, letting the small kitten climb into his arms and scratch his ear.
She watched her fluffball with amusement. "...He seems to like you."