It was the cat from hell that crouched hidden under the desk, having tracked the mouse into here, prior to Bri's arrival. She was waiting for it.... waiting patiently for it to move. She was about to pounce the mouse as it passed by, but the motion of the sickly energy as it whizzed past her nose and slammed into the mouse ahead, caused her to stop in her tracks. It was so unnatural that even the simple little kitten knew to stay still, stay quiet right where she was at, hidden beneath the headmaster's desk. She was, however, too stupid to stay off his feet. Ever so gently, she layed down, curling so softly against them. Purring gently, she fell fast asleep... after all, there was no more mouse to chase.

It was like Sabre to lull her victims into a false sense of security. She purred loudly as Bri stroked her, though hidden beneath her was her tail twitching under her weight. She turned her head and began to lick herself and with every stroke of her tongue she moved it closer and closer to the stroking pattern of his fingers. She licked them a few times as if to clean them. It was, of course, a natural reaction for a cat to smear its saliva along it's victim so that when their teeth sank into the skin, it would cause even more harm.

While Bri stroked and stroked, he would no doubt feel the thin red collar with Sabre's name tag attached. 'Hi! I'm Sabre. I belong to Sha'uri and I live at the Ravensheart School for Gifted.'

Suddenly her head lurched forward and her teeth came down momentarily to clamp on the end of Bri's finger. It was not enough to draw blood but certainly enough to cause a little pain. Her ears pulled back and her eyes flashed devilishly as she eyed his hand for another strike, paw poised in the air and at the ready.

By now, her tail had whipped out from under her and it thumped back and forth against the plush cushion as she layed there a little more on her side.

Back and forth, thump ... thump.... thump .. thump... playful little enticing swipes....

Sabre obviously didn't like being picked up by the nape of her neck. She was so intent with her growling little kitten hisses, that they sounded choked and stuttered and unlike their original intent. It was like a silent scream. Of course, she couldn't swipe at him in that position, though when Briarius set her down she most certainly did. Swift was the swipe, swipe, and bite motion but the aims were well off from target. She didn't stick around and quickly jumped from the arm of the chair to the ground. Off she darted behind some other furniture and there she stayed with her growling little protests .... for now.