Kisa
"Okay, that certainly was not creepy." Kisa walked out of the kitchen, her eyes tracing the path the striped cat had taken. She paused, her eyes going a little wide at seeing everyone in the living room. "Did I missing a meeting? Was it mandatory?" The sparkle of mischief in her eyes flickered briefly causing her appearance to darken. The shadow of her Jaguar form was on her, but she wouldn't act on it. At least not at the moment.
Kisa sighed, "Will some lab rat please tell me what's going on?" She sauntered over to one of the smaller couches and flipped onto it. "The tiger told me some stuff, but since she was being creepy, as her usual self is, I couldn't quite understand all of it." She held up a can of food she had hidden on one of her pockets. She attempted to read what the label, but was only able to understand the first word. C-A-M- "B? Or is that a P?" She held up the can up so the others could see. "Does anyone know how to read properly? I can't understand what this is..." She sniffed the can. "I think it's some sort of soup... Or gruel...?" Her face was a question mark.