>> Wynter <<
Ciel. Come 'ere boy. he whispered to the cat, who looked up with a soft meow and padded back over. he paused hus music and slid his headphones down around his neck. seeing someone new enter - Marcus Butler, right? - he watched as one of the girls had a small conversation with him. hm... he picked up Ciel in his left arm, ignoring the cats protesting meows. he sighed, ice blue eyes watching everyone else. nobody had actually come up to talk to him, yet. he stroked Ciel's soft ears, the cat emitting a, mreeow in response. Wynter made a face and huffed, fine then. go, if you please. he let the black and white cat wriggle out of hus grasp and to the carpeted floor, where he walked around between everyone, picking up their scents. Ciel was an odd little fellow.