Well, that was definitely a cat, a real cat. For a moment Lark had to hold back her delight. She had wanted a cat since coming to the Winding Circle but with Rosethorn's work and many of her plants not being safe for cats, it had never been in their ability to have.

"Good thing I left Little Bear safe and warm in my room," she said, moving forward. "And what an interesting book. Hm, I think the best choice would be to take this to the library. But you can't be near the mothcats. Dilemmas."

For now she leaned down, reaching for the cat. She'd have to find a way to carry them both she supposed.

"We'll just take the book to the library for now, and take you to that charming man with the strange talking magic cat. I expect he'd look after you."