Vincent felt like an insect underneath a magnifying glass as the small catgirl examined him. It was like she could see everything inside him and it made him uncomfortable. “Who are you and how do you know who I am?”  He could tell that this cat girl was completely different than the other girl not only physically but also the way she acted. She seemed to have a commanding presence like she was used to being obeyed and since this small catgirl had untied the taller one it was clear that she was the one in charge or at least was of a higher rank then the other girl was.