#salem1

One of the many downsides to Binx’s curse is how lonely it could sometimes be. As far as he knew, there was only one talking cat around, and it was himself. There were only a few people he trusted to speak to in his cursed form, unless, of course, he was having an off day and wasn’t quite himself thanks to the curse. Today was different, though, when he swore he heard another cat speak. He was so surprised that he didn't even make out the words clearly. Binx stopped in his tracks, the sun shining on the garden wall on which the other cat sat. He had to just be hearing things, right? Another part of the curse? But Binx couldn’t help himself as he asked hesitantly, “... Did you just …. Say something?”

{ He isn't sure if there's a better reason behind it, but that's the only thing he can think of at this moment. She's a complete stranger - he hasn't even seen her in the hallways before - but she deserves some company, right? Maybe he isn't the most social, comforting person, but at least he's there. }