"Your... Cats?" She asked, curiously. The giddiness in Amber's voice tipped Kenzi off that they were no normal, cutesy housecats. "Alright, lead the way," she said, allowing a thin grin to leak on her face. Despite how distant they were, Amber knew how much her younger sister loved cats. Back in the old days she usually slept with at least one curled up on top of her blanket, and when she was a younger child she insisted that the cat box be in her bedroom so that they would never have to leave... After a week the stench made her change her mind, just as her mother and father had expected.