Mina gave a shy smile to the people around her as she made her way down the aisle to the edge of the circle.  She had a natural fondness for cats - the ones that haunted the streets were less dangerous than the feral dogs, and sometimes would go so far as to share body heat in exchange for scraps that weren't quite something that Mina could stomach.<br/><br/>She nibbled on her lower lip for a moment as she looked into the slit-pupilled eyes of the great predator, then held out her hand for Jagger to sniff before attempting to scratch him under his chin.  "Nice Jagger," she whispered.  "Such a pretty cat..."