<strong>Sunset</strong><br/><br/>Between the bits of conversation and the examination of the bones, a new addition to the nightclub had appeared, sauntering in from behind the bar as though she belonged there implicitly. Now well illuminated by the bright lights, the others would see a cat, orange with splashes of white coloring her fur, dark eyes starting out lazily at the nightclub. She wore no collar or tags, and looked only slightly better fed than Carrie. The cat regarded Alan and Nadia for a moment with a cold gaze, then slowly sauntered over to one of the empty couches and jumped up onto the cushions. The feline seemed to entirely disregard Carrie, at least for the moment, and instead settled down, tucking her paws beneath her body and watching the rest of the club, ears and tail twitching slightly as she picked up some noises that would, by no means, reach the ears of the humans. Street sounds, perhaps, or small rodents.