Purrrrfect

"Mine aren’t on purrpose." Replied the Cat, not commenting on her change. "Who would want to play games? Destruction would surely come, and if not then you’re most certainly losing your touch."

At her words, the Cat’s ear flicked while he listened. Unsurprising.

"Well, I’ve never been known to keep back thoughts. And if I acted upon some of my feelings, more people would be dead." she said bluntly.

The Cat watched her as she went quiet about her powers. Was he wrong? He couldn't help but wonder, though not aloud - he liked to pretend he knew everything.

She spoke about his next words and he couldn't help amusement weaving into his constant grin. She sounded similar to Alice when she said that, though Alice killed for a purpose and it usually helped the Cheshire Cat. Ridding places of people intent on its rule and destruction would always be a good reason for killings. Previously being a victim of murder due to annoyance, the Cat didn't consider it a good reason... Another thing he wouldn't say aloud with the horseman.

"It is entirely possible." Said the Cat with a purr, grinning at the end of his sentence in much the same way that he’d been grinning during the entire conversation. Her glare brought no reaction as his yellow eyes faded to orange ever so slowly. 

"Yes, you are only a cat," she said. "But you don’t have to be annoying."

"Mine aren't on purrpose." Replied the Cat, not commenting on her change. "Who would want to play games? Destruction would surely come, and if not then you're most certainly losing your touch."

At her words, the Cat's ear flicked while he listened. Unsurprising.