Out from under her cloak and from her pack a grey furred kitten slinked along towards Cortae, who flung the rat on her sword towards it.  "Happy now?" she asks of the animal before shaking her head andgives a roll of her eyes as the cat pounces the rat carcass and begins to claw and bite at it.  She looks around, then to Anya, "So, did you plan on doing anything productive, or just stand around and try and look like something other than..." she pauses, "Nevermind." she says with a sigh, clicking her tongue, as she moves off towards the chamber the rats came from, sword held at the ready, before moving in to look around.