[quote=Wodgev]
A small black cat sat near the pyre, glancing up at the little girl who walked past. With a sad expression the cat followed the arc the cake made, how it flew into the flame, and was instantly burned to a crisp. The girl had made a sacrifice without intent. The girl was scruffy, though well dressed, and obviously trouble. The gods would scoff at a champion of her stature, of her demeaner. She didn't even believe in the gods.But that's the thing about gods; even if you don't believe in them, they can still believe in you.The cat made a path to intercept the girl as she rounded a corner. Away from the fires. away from prying eyes. Away from the center of attention. The cat noted how another thief made a speech on rejecting society. He too would have been interesting, although he was way too certain of himself. Besides, this girl could be trouble. The cat loved trouble. It's the primary reason she was chosen to find a champion for the most unlikely of deities. Chosen to guide, train, empower and distract the champion. Mostly distract now that she thought about it.The cat stopped right in front of the girl, in an attempt to trip her.
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Zaya saw the cat, even before she started walking.
She had gotten quite good at acting like she didn't see small animals, it was easier to capture hem that way.
This cat however, acted almost as if it wanted to be caught, moving so close to her own path.
When the cat was close enough for zaya's liking, she lunged, grabbing the unsuspecting animal by the neck.
"Come with me little thing." she whispered to the cat with the sweetest voice she could muster. 
She smiled, but in her big eyes, a spark of malevolence glimmered.