Cheshire grinned, atypically for a cat, but what use was a cat without a smile? She continued batting at the wires, making sure to keep her claws sheathed so she wouldn’t break them. Woody seemed like a decent person, maybe even someone she could stand to be friends with. Not many people passed the Cheshire-Friend-Rules.
Then again, she didn’t have any set restrictions for who she liked and who she didn’t. Cheshire enjoyed company, especially by those who could stand her somewhat odd sense of humor. If someone rubbed her the wrong way, she’d either make their life an absolute living hell or she’d just keep away from them. Simple as that.
Woody finished petting her and as he turned away to walk down a path, she contemplated for a few seconds before quickly shifting back into her human form, perching herself on the backrest of the bench. Making sure all feline traces were gone, she called after him, “Where are you going?”
It was rather stupid of her. Cheshire’d practically materialized out of nowhere, the huge cat was gone and she was sitting right where it used to be. Anybody could connect the dots, and she silently cursed herself for it. However, there was always that element of curiosity that nagged at her, wondering how people would react to her abilities.
Woody started walking down the dirt path that was lined with various shrubs and bushes. He was reveling in the lovely, cool night air. It was really good to be outside. The air wasn’t too warm which was another indication that fall was coming. He was about to start running when he heard a voice calling after him. “Where are you going?” Woody slowed and turned his head around to see who was following him. It was the new girl, Cheshire. Where did she come from? That’s odd. I didn’t see her out here.
The last time he talked to her was when he was in the kitchen eating some fish custard. He could tell she thought he was a bit odd for eating that, but he didn’t care. It was a surprisingly delicious snack. She seemed like a nice enough girl, though. And she seemed to know Alice who was a mutual friend.
“Oh, hey, Cheshire. How are you? I was just going for a run. It’s really nice out tonight, and I was just extremely bored sitting up in my dorm room alone, so I figured I would come out here,” he said smiling at her. “What about you? What are you doing out here? I didn’t see you when I came outside.” The only person/thing that was outside was that cat…Maybe Cheshire was just sitting somewhere he couldn’t see, or she was already on the track and he didn’t see her.