Kat's spine is so stiff with fear that for a moment she can't even turn her head to see what just happened. Her tails are floofed at maximum, and her ears lay crushed so flat into her hair that she could be mistaken for an ordinary human girl sitting on a pair of bristly mint-green pillows.

It takes an embarrassingly long time for it to sink in that she's not in trouble. And not in danger, either. She clutches her chest with one hand and feels the hammering of her poor terrified heart. For a moment she'd really believed that, that, that...

Katherine blinks. Realization strikes like the grinding of a particularly ill kept clock. 

"Oh nyo!" she exclaims as she rises to her shaky, shaky feet, "Oh nyo oh nyo oh nyo! Kitty put that down, it's bad for you! That's not a regular yummy bird, it's full of... uh, oils! And bad attitude! And terrible opinions! You're gonna get sick!"

But no sooner does she go running after it than does the cat decide to get serious about avoiding her. Or at the very least, serious about toying with her. Goodbye, jaunty swagger. Goodbye, piercing and arrogant yet somehow adorably endearing stare. Hello, adroit weaving through posts decorated with very fragile looking vases and lanterns. Hello, death defying leaps at the last second onto difficult to climb rocks. Hello, incredibly irritating move where you appear caught but then wriggle through the space between her legs and somehow in this exchange she's the one who caught claws?

Katherine dives, desperate. She eats dirt, desperater. She spits, not so desperate but still with fervor.

The gears grind on. The clock chimes the second revelation.

"B-B-Berserker!" she squeaks in horrified astonishment.

"You gotta help me, Ms. Berserker! I mean don't, don't [i]hurt[/i] Kitty ok? But we need that bird! It's a clue! It's a really super important clue: we can't trace its oil bird magic back to the source of all this if it gets eaten! Plus it's gonna be [i]reaaaaaaaaaaalllllll[/i] nasty if Kitty gets, like, possessed or something y'know? You ever tried arguin' with a, oof! Dang it!! Cat? Arguin' with a bird's one thing, but never never never get into it with a meowmeow! Just, just, trust, argh! No come back here, I neeeeeed thaaaaaaat~"