A sudden yowl filled the quiet, uncomfortable air, the long, reverberating noise emanating from the heaving pile of fur. A pair of purple ears with swirly pink patterns spiraling along them stood to attention, flickering with each noise that the spiky haired girl created. Her noise rang with a certain irritation, however, the sleeping, feline form soon rose to all fours and padded across to one of the many, strange smelling newcomers. Mimi really was a peculiar sight, and she certainly had to surpass anyone of them in the sheer oddity of her presence. It wasn't every day one saw a tiger, and although she was of about the same build, even such a powerful beast seemed mundane next to her. The prowling feline was possessed of a shockingly vivid coat of fur, a vast array of sleek, glimmering fibers of pink and purple bristling from her body and her tail stood proudly from her furry rear. Mimi's patterns were easily the strangest thing about her. A weaving network of slithering pink streaks in her fur coiled about one another, interwoven into some unnatural design, as if the predatory cat herself was just one giant work of art.<br/><br/>Her whiskers twitched somewhat as she eyed up the punk girl who sat just a foot away, and she sniffed the air about her. It was odd, but all people smelled odd. She hadn't found an exception as yet.Mimi yowled loudly again, the markings rippling, curling and writhing across her body, rearranging themselves as she did so. And rather peculiarly, her colours seemed to be inverted, now mostly pink surrounding the swirling purple streaks. The motion was probably very worrying when performed by a cat which was just about as big as a person, but Mimi licked at Sarah's exposed arm, before butting her shoulder for attention and purring to suggest the obvious course of action. Her size, for a cat, seemed worrying, however that was not the air about her. The abstractly coloured feline appeared neither menacing, nor threatening, more like a giant house cat than an actual leopard or Lion.<br/><br/>Mimi had been around for days now, and she was so glad that someone was finally here to stroke her. She loved it when people were nice enough to tend to the soft fur that adorned her head, and it was even nicer if she managed to get a belly rub. Cats normally only offered their soft, vulnerable bellies in trust, but Mimi just loved to have her sensitive underside caressed and tickled. No one but her old doctor had ever played with her though. She was the best! Mimi so desperately wanted to see her again. But alas, she'd have to settle for the oddly furred human who'd sat nearby, and although it perhaps wasn't the most likely source of the extensive attention she craved, Mimi still pressed her waiting forehead to Sarah's shoulder again anyway, an eagerness about the girl that made it hard to disappoint her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>