[Kenly]

Kitt sat in the dark corner of the pub, legs crossed beneath her seat, the fingers of her left paw tapping lightly on the side of her glass. She was waiting, but she wasn't sure for what. Someone, perhaps. Something to happen, even. Whatever, she was patient.

The drink before her was dark, almost black in its richness. The smell was distinctly mint and chocolate. She was more than content just to breathe in the scent from time to time, nursing the actual drink slowly.

She was uncomfortable with her back to the crowd, but not because she was afraid. She liked to see the people. She was a huge flirt by nature and if she couldn't see anyone, she couldn't flirt with anyone. For this purpose, she made sure she was sitting with her back to the wall, her tail tip lightly flipping just off the side of her seat.