((OOC thread (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=58941.msg2684346#msg2684346)))<br/><br/>Dela took a whiff at the doorknob, he tail whipping ever-so-menacingly behind her. She glanced back at the delivery man who was blocking the path back to the car with his massive body. It wasn't far-fetched that at some point she - and also Sita - would get a place and an owner, but did this brute man have to deliver them like a parcel? Or could they at least have<em>told</em>her someone would grab her and Sita's few things, stuff them in two bags and chase them into a van? The doorknob smelled like cold metal, and the door behind it like paint - so much, that the wood was barely sniffable beneath it. She reached out and rubbed a nail delicately over the paint. 'A little more... a little more..... a little mooooore...'  - and there it was - the warming, comforting scent of wood! Awesome. Her tail calmed a little - only the tip now twitched in casual excitement. She pushed her nose forward into the scratched crack and blinked her eyes close, then opened them again. Maybe, just maybe she could live here. "Sita! It's wood!" she informed her friend, as if those were the greatest news of the century. Meanwhile, the delivery man checked off the delivery address and the catgirl description off from his clipboard.<br/><br/><em>Delivery A: Nina, black-haired, small.<br/>Delivery B: Keraya: black-haired, small, white tip on her tail</em><br/><br/>... catladies all looked the same to him, anyway. And they were a nuisance to deliver.<br/>