Warren snorted. She had a sarcastic streak, that was for sure. But strangely it didn't bother him as much as it normally did. His cat was comfortable around her. That further confused him. His cat was very picky when it came to new people. They usually fit in two categories. He liked them, or he just ignored them. He seemed to be genuinely<span style="font-style: italic">interested</span>by this woman. He still couldn't tell what kind of shifter she was supposed to be though.....<br/><br/>"What kind of shifter are you?" He asked as they reached the woods. He wanted to kick himself. His cat had made him ask when he was distracted......