[Kenly]

Breathing in, she picked up the faint smell of old death. Being feline, her olfactory senses were better than most out and about this night. Looking in the direction of the scent, she stopped, watching the man come toward her. As he passed under a street lamp, she was locked to the color of his eyes. He might not have had a shiny blatantly dangling about, but his eyes did the trick quite nicely.