Lost in the moment and in the ramble of the high, Minha's fingers were inches away from the surface of the water before an unusual sound caught her attention.  Her gaze flicked over to the source of the noise and she held her position, identifying... yes, that was in fact a cat that she was seeing.  She smiled briefly and sat back on her haunches, falling unceremoniously on her butt a moment later.  "You're a kitty," she murmured in the High Realm of her youth, voice wavering almost in a sing-song.  "When was the last time I saw a cat in the city?... that was alive?  You must be quite the canny one to survive the erythmanoi and the stewpots..."<br/><br/>She trailed off after a moment, obviously focusing on the silver swirls for a moment-- but the indescribable scents, sights, and tastes of the demons that now populated the city were not present on this one.  Idly, she offered a hand to the animal to sniff, attention half-settling back to the pool.  "Maybe you know this place's secret," she mused aloud.  "I almost wonder who spared it from the destruction..."