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"yeah, but you were doing it" like a cat "sort of weirdly," Cas explained, stepping toward the tree and rubbing himself along it with a brisk and dismissive air. like a wolf, he decided. eyes turned back to kitten. "i'm casmir." he didnt need to ask if she knew who he was -- he assumed everyone did, considering he was the son of the new alpha. duh. chick was sort of pretty. come to think of it, donnelaith was kinda full of hotties, though honestly, Cas had no idea what to do with this information.

"so i hear you were a 'petch," he observed, unknowingly butchering the word 'pet.' he didnt know what a petch was, or what that meant for kitten, only that it meant she was different. and differences needed to be examined. his eyes rested upon the girl, waiting.