She stumbled as her skirt caught on the corner of a cage and she caught herself on the edge of a tale, flushed. Eyes turned towards the unknown male as he spoke to her. "Quite fine, other than being pursued by this thing that looks like a cat but I don't think is a cat, she quipped, embarrassed at having been caught so frightened over something that was likely was just a cat. "Cats do not look like mini-lions. Or have that look of intelligence, I will have you know."

He shifted to put himself between her and the not-cat. So he was going to playing her knight in shining armor... or dark suit. It would've been nice, even romantic if it wasn't for the fact she was only half convinced it wasn't just a domestic feline. Needing rescue from a cat. Se would never live that down if her siblings found out.

"All I did was bump against the door. It must have not been latched properly. I do not know why it seems so angry with me."