Cici had curled up in one of the barn's empty stalls for a nap when she heard someone move about. Curious, as was her nature, the kitten girl poked her head up just high enough to see what was going on around her. Bits of hay clung to her fur as she slowly crawled out of the stall, eying Cassandra nervously. She was not quite used to this new place yet, and was especially wary of humans. The couple who had owned her before had not had the patience to deal with Cici's shy nature, often leaving the kitten scared and beaten.