my, my, how does it meow?

Minoth's not an animal person. Never has been, never will be. He's hardly a people person, after all - his recent developments in that department have been surprising to all parties, bar none who know the playwright personally.

Personally...say, intimately?

Well, Flora's a friend, anyway. Clever, bright and curious, often funny; wholly pleasant to chat with, and even sometimes to vent to. Not too swiftly shaken, though her determination is a measured quantity. Minoth won't deny finding her easy on the eyes, either.

She even smells nice! Of all people, Minoth can say without overmuch apprehension that Flora's a comfortable designee as his favorite.

Flora bewitched into the body of a cat, though? This is altogether a different challenge.