[ Meooow, purrs Lela happily, before turning her head to lick at the offered hand. The Director will find his fingers pleasantly (if inexplicably) fruit-scented.
Then, suddenly, she froze, ears pricked up and attention fixed on some distant point. The giant cherry that formed her tail seemed to detach and spin in the air. Whatever she was listening for had to be close, though, as she then mewed at Church, a happy farewell of sorts, before bouncing away. Literally. With an occasional spinny motion as she crosses the cobblestone path.
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Then, suddenly, she froze, ears pricked up and attention fixed on some distant point. The giant cherry that formed her tail seemed to detach and spin in the air. Whatever she was listening for had to be close, though, as she then mewed at Church, a happy farewell of sorts, before bouncing away. Literally. With an occasional spinny motion as she crosses the cobblestone path.
What a bizarre little animal. ]