[No answer. Hard to say if he should've expected one or not--this is Wonderland. Talking cats are what Wonderland is known for.
The puffball's fur is so thick that it's like picking up a pillow; as he'd thought, long strands of black hair fall from her as she comes away. (Guess who's going to be re-laundering those clothes? If you guessed him, you'd be right.) Holding her gingerly in both hands in case his surprise guest is in the mood to claw, his intentions become clear when he reverses direction and heads toward the door. She's free to do what she wants so long as it's not here.
It's a scrape of teeth against his wrist bone, not a scratch, that has him frowning in speculation halfway to the front door. It's eerie how alike she is to her event self.
Could Katherine have...? No. What reason would Katherine have to ask the closets for a cat just like the one she'd had at Hogwarts? That seems a little too sentimental for Elena's spiteful ancestor.
He cracks the front door open and sets the cat down outside it.]
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The puffball's fur is so thick that it's like picking up a pillow; as he'd thought, long strands of black hair fall from her as she comes away. (Guess who's going to be re-laundering those clothes? If you guessed him, you'd be right.) Holding her gingerly in both hands in case his surprise guest is in the mood to claw, his intentions become clear when he reverses direction and heads toward the door. She's free to do what she wants so long as it's not here.
It's a scrape of teeth against his wrist bone, not a scratch, that has him frowning in speculation halfway to the front door. It's eerie how alike she is to her event self.
Could Katherine have...? No. What reason would Katherine have to ask the closets for a cat just like the one she'd had at Hogwarts? That seems a little too sentimental for Elena's spiteful ancestor.
He cracks the front door open and sets the cat down outside it.]
Off you go now.
[Shoo, shoo. Back to wherever you came from.]