"Might I ask your name?" Cryssie looks down at the cat and blinks.
"Cryssie. Cryssie Aurora." She says, peering behind her and seeing that there are no guards near the Aurora home. She takes a deep breath and looks back down, pursing her lips. The cat nuzzles her, and she melts.
"Take me home with you? I promise, I'll bathe myself, and kill any mouse I see." He puts his paws on her hips and she looks at him with a smile, shaking her head as if to say, Sure, butter me up why don't ya?" She sighs and nods.
"Alright, alright, fine. Come on, but don't get caught or I'm gonna pretend I don't know you." She made it clear that she wasn't going to get hung for keeping a wild animal in the house. She protected her friends until death, but this cat screamed sneakiness and trouble, as well as pure adorableness.
"Oh.. and my name is Cameron... Cameron Thornhill." He grinned wildly, "Call me Prince Cameron if you would." She began to walk out of the forest and snuck behind the house into the back door so as not to be seen in men's clothes or with the wild companion she now seemed to have. Cryssie gave Cameron a skeptical look.
"Aren't princes supposed to be...I don't know...human?" She asks, going into the changing room to switch into her commoner's dress. She could still hear him, and she wasn't in view of his gaze either. Even though he was only a cat, she still didn't want him to see her in such vulnerable attire.
She quickly changed into the dress and frowned as she was already beginning to feel hot in it. Walking back out into the room, she brushed through her golden hair and cleaned the dirt off of her face, sighing at how dreary her emerald eyes looked. She turned back to Cameron and sat down on the bed besides him.
"So, since you're supposedly a prince, does that mean you know how the princess died? No one around here seems to know, or they really do know and just won't tell me. All I remember is coming here and then the palace guards suddenly roaming about the town." She braided her hair into a thick braid that went down the left side of her body down to her waist, and placed her leather headband a top her head around her forehead as she waited for his answer.
Dimly, she thought she heard a whisper in the distance, but she assumed it was just her ears playing tricks on her. Surely there couldn't be more talking animals about.