"Enough, Barack. Go stand watch at the entrance, you as well Jaral. The other two are hunting for our breakfast and will return in the morning." Not happy with leaving their mistress alone with the human, the two guards glared at Michael, sending a silent warning before making their way to the cave's entrance. After they left, the woman crawled around to the man and stopped when just a few inches away from him, her feline face staring curiously towards him. "Why were you running from the other humans? What sort of unholy things are you and your kind doing now?" Supporting herself with both knees and one arm, she reached a hand up to lightly cup his chin, turning his face from side to side.