Thread: ◄Snow█ ▄Lost and Found▄ █Devxx►

What exactly was one supposed to do when they found out that the random stranger they had picked up off the street last night happened to have a tail that was permanently attached to his body and had just been kicked out by his former master. It wasn't like there were any how to books for dealing with this kind of situation or even some feel good movie about the subject. It was like some strange mixture of pretty woman and Lassie and Elena had absolutely no idea how to go about dealing with it. Truth be told, she had actually thought she would wake up this morning and find out it was all just a dream but it didn't seem like she was that lucky. Eating her own food slowly she watched him as he began poking at the plate in front of him and sniffing it like she could have possibly slipped something into it. The woman quirked and eyebrow and actually put down her fork as she watched him with an expression between amusement and utter annoyance. Apparently he seemed to think of her as some evil criminal mastermind who would drug his food and do god knows what with him in his drugged form. Oh yes, by day she was a mild mannered editor at a major fashion magazine but by night she was the scourge of the city preying upon strange cat-man hybrids. The woman actually had to restrain herself from letting out a low, sinister laugh just for the comedy of it all. Sit your butt down and eat your food. Elena said as she pointed to the seat using the same voice her mother had when she was little and refused to eat her vegetables. It was a voice that left absolutely no room for discussion and told him that if he knew what was good for him he wouldn't argue. Do you honestly think that I'd go through all the trouble of getting you out of the rain and dry only to drug you now? I know I'm not that good of a cook but I promise it won't kill you. He was definitely hungry and while she had a tendency to burn things in the kitchen even she could handle a simple breakfast of eggs and bacon. Finishing the rest of her food she dropped the plate off in the sink and sat back down giving him a long hard look. Her lips were pursed in deep thought as she wondered just what she was going to do with him now. The logical part of her brain was screaming at her to get him out of her house as soon as possible. She had no idea if he was actually a serial murderer and if that whole story of his had been nothing more then a lie. Not to mention the fact that he seemed to be very accident prone and she really didn't want to come back and find out she had to replace more things in her home. Yet the other part of her brain, the one that had secretly fed cheese to the mice in the garage or caught the baby bird when it fell out of it's nest, was telling her that she couldn't throw him out on the street. Tapping her fingers against the table she gave out a loud sigh as she finally made up her mind. Look, you obviously don't have a place to go and for some reason I'm in a masochistic mood this morning. So...for now you can stay here. As long as you promise to be careful not to break any more things I solemnly swear I won't poison your food. She held up her palm giving him a girl scout sign of a promise.