<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ccff99">Ayla quickly grew bored with watching the woman take her measurements from the perspective of a cat, wandering around the room. She hopped up on the window sill, looking out onto the street through the blinds. The people that there were interesting enough to hold even a cat's attention. With their brightly colored clothes and interesting wares. But Ayla was not a cat. She turned around, swishing the tail back and forth as she looked to see if the woman was done, before one of the senses shed built into the creature was tripped. Her abjuration skills were nowhere near what her master's were but she was still skilled nonetheless. Someone was watching her. She started licking her paw, making the extra effort to be a real cat but there was definitely someone else here who shouldn't be. The kitten hopped down and started being nosy again. Poking its head into drawers and walking past curtains, looking for signs of trouble.</span>