Jul 21, 2015
M!A Sphinx is inexplicably pulled to play with string like a cat.
Her eyes get wide at the sight of a small dangling cord of one of her curtains swaying slightly from the air vents, “Meroow?” She would have been appalled at the sound if she had been anything other than thinking about catching that enticing beckoning oh promised prey.
Two seconds later a huge resounding crash echos through the halls as she pulls down the entire curtain, rod and all ripping it from the wall to bat around.