Alena Hawke returned from Amaranthine with a sealed basket in her arms. It contained an adult cat and two kittens. She simply adored cats but knew Mother would scold her, as her Mabari, Fang, may not take to them. Or he would protect them fiercely.
The adult cat would be a present to Anders, who had mentioned that he missed Ser Pouncealot. Alena laughed at the cat's name but she also found it endearing. She laughed loudly when he told her that Ser Pouncealot had scratched a Genlock on it's nose and drew blood. Now that is why the both loved cats, they were adorable yet fierce, small yet strong. She arrived back at her home in Kirkwall to find her little brother Carver and her little sister Bethany throwing bits of wet rag at each other. She laughed a little, they were only 17 and 18, and were allowed to have fun but technically they were old enough to know better. She put the basket down, and Fang sniffed it. He then sat down and began guarding it intently. "Good boy Fang". Alena was happy with the outcome and Fang wagging his very short tail.
A week later (so they kittens and cat had time to adjust to the house) she wondered over to the Clinic to see if Anders was free for a little bit. She had known him for over a year and had grown fond of him. He had honey coloured hair and eyes, now she had never seen that before. He was muscular but not too much which she liked. If a man had arms wider than her head, it freaked her out. She laughed at that. Anders looked positively knackered but still smiled and waved at Alena. He works to hard she thought. Still he saves lives so it is worth it. "Goodafternoon Hawke". "Hello Anders. I have a present for you, it is back at the house though". "A present? Back at your house? Now that sounds interesting". He smirked. "Anders! You naughty man haha". She couldn't help but laugh. Her calling him naughty was the pot calling the kettle black.
They walked back to the house to find Alena's brother and sister sitting there quietly and reading. Alena whispered to her Mum. "Who are they and what have they done with my siblings?", she laughed as quietly as she could. Anders looked up to see two black kittens play-fighting on a rafter and began to laugh. Alena and her Mum looked up and started to laugh too. Then Alena spotted the adult cat in a corner, looking a bit frightened. "Ah there you are, awww it's okay". She carefully approached the ginger and white cat and it let her hold him". "Anders? Here is your present". She knew his reaction would be a beaming smile so she smiled. "Ser Pouncealot? Where did you find him? I thought Sian had him?". Anders had a big smile on his face. "He did, but that blanket you slept on once that I had in my pack. Ser Pouncealot must have smelt your scent on it as he ran towards me and wouldn't leave. Even when Sian called him, he stayed with me, then jumped in my basket and here we are now, and the two kittens too".
She gave Ser Pouncealot to Anders and the cat began purring loudly. "So any names for the kittens?" Anders sat with his contented kitty on his lap. Alena picked up the kittens and sat opposite him. "This little one on my left is called Shadow, since he hides in the darkest places and closes his eyes so you can't see him. And this little one of my right is Enigma. She hides, you can't find her anywhere. So she is a mysterious little girl aren't you?". She held both kittens to her face and nuzzled them. Anders smiled at her and luckily, the kittens hid her blush. "Well, I must say. Ser Pouncealot is very handsome, just like his Master". Alena then realised, did I really just say that? Uh oh. Anders just blushed and smiled. She smiled back but wondered, does that mean he likes me? No, I am just seeing things. Surely...