Katane nodded his head rapidly in reponse to answer the question about Taro's cooking. "Ish yummy! Hot, but yummy!!" He tore another hunk of the fish and began to chew onto it. His eyes were closed as he took in the succulent flavor of the large fish. He didn't see the bird-man's clenched fists and furious demeanor for the moment. Probably for the best. Watching Taro get his clothes, his mind floated to what it was like living in the human world for that short of a time. If short was 1,000 years....<br/><br/>After hearing Taro speak to him, his ears perked up and slowly looked at the empty burnt stick in his hands. "Whoops..." He put a sheepish look on his face before thought of another idea. Standing up, the bakeneko unzipped the large jacket's copious pockets and made a brilliant swan dive into the lake, delving around for a while. A few seconds later, he returned to the shore, water rushing out of the jacket, showing several char trapped in the pockets. Sure, they were under six pounds but they easily weighed over ten together. With a wide grin on his face, Kat began to retrieve more pointy branches from the forest floor and began to pierce the char around the fire. A little harder than neccesary but mostly from the thrill of such a good idea. Satisfied at his job well done and repayment, Katane resumed his place around the fire, keeping his rather wet jacket on and waiting for the freshly caught fish to roast.<br/><br/>Remembering the earlier question, Kat gained a glimmer of pride in his eyes, one not usually seen everywhere. "The reason I'm here is because I want a third tail. I've been done here ever since I was banished down here by some priestess and I've seen some impressive people of my sort. Especially the ones with seven tails. And they all look so cool. And that's not even including the burst of spiritual power getting a new tail! And I want in." A mischevious grin spread across his face, displaying all of his well-pointed teeth.