What's a cat that's not a cat? (open)

[callmeemily]

She blames Les, really.

Later, she might admit it, but right now? Right now Raleigh's doing something really weird.

She's chasing down a cat.

"C'mon," she coaxes, making kissy noises as she peers under the dock, her hand on the weathered wood so she can steady herself. "C'mon, I'm not going to hurt you."

There was something wrong with it - maybe it got into a fight or something, but all Raleigh can think is that Les said sometimes they were people, and it's really stupid and she's being really stupid, but the cat - skinny and brown striped - was hurt and it could be people, although she suspects now that it's hiding under the dock with it's head cocked oddly that it's not.

But now she's committed. "C'mon, sweetheart, we've got to get you to a vet." Even though she didn't know if there was a vet, because she had no pets. She couldn't really get down and crawl under the dock, but she crouched low, reaching out her hand to it even if she looked - and sounded, to anyone walking by - crazy.

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[callmeemily]

"Are you... okay? I mean- If it was magic. Do you need help?" She isn't the one to give it, but she'd certainly try. Pretty much, she knows that at this point... all she can do is try.

So she will. "I don't know any magic, but I might know some people who do?"

[ofcatsandfate]

"I'll be okay, I think," he tells her, though he doesn't believe his own words. Truthfully, he doesn't know if he's okay, or if he can be okay while he still doesn't know the truth of what happened to him. But he doesn't remember, so all he can do is move on with his life.

"But thank you for the kind offer," he says, offering her a small smile.