[ Miss Christine is frustrated. How troublesome that these people simply cannot understand what she's saying - she's tried meowing at them, leaving claw marks near their belongings, scratching the human language into paper - none of that worked, not until the castle appeared and they finally got the hint. Still, she doesn't blame them - such a situation is also out of her expectations. She would certainly have taken precautions if she knew this would happen a second time.
She paces uneasily in the hallways, leaping out of the shadow of a column once she sees a familiar face. She places herself in Trahearne's path, her twin tails whisking from side to side. ]
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She paces uneasily in the hallways, leaping out of the shadow of a column once she sees a familiar face. She places herself in Trahearne's path, her twin tails whisking from side to side. ]
Meow!
[ Follow her, tree man, and save her son! ]