Fiona appeared as surprised as the others at Chrrou's listing of the creatures that had preceded them. However, unlike the others her cause of surprise was not the draconic smell (since draconic doesn't necessarily mean dragon).<br/><br/>"A cat?" she thought to herself. She hadn't considered the possibility of running into another one of her kind. In fact, it had been a while since she had. Now she had to decide what she would do if they did indeed find another catfolk, especially if said cat happened to be male. While Fiona was too often on the move to really have a family, that didn't stop her from sometimes wondering what it would be like to have a litter of her own...<br/><br/>At that point, Fiona gave herself a mental slap to stop that train of thought. "You've got to get ready," she told herself. "You don't know what's up there. Just wait until you can assess the situation, then makeyour decision."