Meira backpedaled when the cat yowled, but it seemed to have the desired effect as she soon heard movement beyond the door. She stepped back to it, sniffing the door to pick up who was beyond. Familiar still, but no idea why. The door opened to a very pretty man who simply stared at them, blinking, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing. In the end, however, he stepped aside to let them in. She sniffed noses with the small creature who greeted them and then followed the white cat into the apartment.

Good morning, she replied, looking around, ears flicking back and forth. I found your cat.

At least, she assumed it was his cat, it had brought her here after all. She looked over her back at him, wondering why it all felt so familiar.