Kitsue: oh my. The boy with the strange beer name got lost. *rolls eyes* he scared me slightly. Never looked friendly. I will keep you company my dear.
Kitsue: *laughs and carries on still in my thick French accent* thank you darling. I swear you are amazing at petting animals.
Shiloh: -walking around campus, talking with his father in his cell phone- Yeah I... Well guess what, I don't give a f***! -hangs up-
Kaitlyn: smiles and pets her. I like cats because they're so sophisticated and culture. One I met an Egyptian Mau that I had a long conversation with over Picasso and Van Gogh. Lovely animal.
Kitsue: ah. Yes. They are lovely to talk with. *smiles and nods my head* hmmm you have good taste my dear. Very good taste.
Kitsue: *purrs loudly* mmmm. That's the spot. I come from France actually. I have traveled with Torrance a lot. She is fun. But shy.
Kaitlyn: I'm shy too. Sometimes. Watches Shiloh run by. I found the boy with the strange beer name. Smirks.
Kitsue; *stays balanced on her head sitting tall with great kitten posture* hmm wonder what he is doing.