[Morgause is on her way back to her room after breakfast. She has borrowed books out of the library that she wishes to read and while she could feasibly take them to the common room to read, she prefers the quiet. She is trying desperately to figure out a way to unlock her magic once more without needing the approval of the nebulous Admiral and such research is also best conducted in private.]
[She does notice, however, the cat following after her. She stops, and looks over her shoulder at Cassel for a moment, studying him. For all intents and purposes, he seems very much like an ordinary cat. He moves like one, holds himself like one, but he doesn't look like one. He sees different. Morgause turns more fully to face the small cat.]
You're following me, [she states, plainly.] I don't expect an answer from you like this, but who are you?
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[She does notice, however, the cat following after her. She stops, and looks over her shoulder at Cassel for a moment, studying him. For all intents and purposes, he seems very much like an ordinary cat. He moves like one, holds himself like one, but he doesn't look like one. He sees different. Morgause turns more fully to face the small cat.]
You're following me, [she states, plainly.] I don't expect an answer from you like this, but who are you?