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Beca was a lost, young lady. There was something special about her. She was an animagus which meant she could turn into an animal at will. She had decided to be a cat, something about them was elegant. She used to really love turning into a cat and being stroked by her mother (without it sounding or being weird). She loved playing with other cats, just be silly.
When her mother had died in a car crash, 4 years ago when Beca was 19 years old she didn't want to change because it reminded her of her mother. Her dad had left when Beca was 8 years old. She had not seen him since. Frankly she didn't want to. Her life had turned into sorrow and booze and fucking two different girls each night at a club. Early in the morning, she turned into a cat and slept under a bench almost next to the club. She didn't have friends, she didn't have a job but she had enough money which her grandma had left her.
One day she was walking from her apartment to a club and had to pee. She looked around, there were a few posh houses standing around. She looked around when she heard loud laughing. She followed the noise. She peered into the garden. A group of people were sitting there still laughing. It looked like they just had dinner in the garden. As Beca watched they left the table, taking dishes with them. Beca waited a minute before she snuck into the house to use the bathroom. After she finished and came back down the stairs, she saw that the backdoor was now closed. Carefully she tried to push it open but it was locked and the key was not anywhere she could spot right away.
"Oh crap." She said quietly. She heard footsteps and quickly turned into a cat. She didn't want and need breaking-and-entering charges. She sat there waiting to see who it was, who lived here and what they would do.
A red headed woman entered. She was about the same age Beca was. Maybe 2 years older. She jumped when she saw the cat sitting in her home.
"Hi cutie. Where did you come from? Aw you poor dear are stuck here not knowing your environment." She said looking at Beca. She had the most amazing blue eyes and Beca could do nothing but stare at them. The fear disappeared from Beca's mind.
"I'm just gonna check your color. Someone as cute as you; someone will be missing you." She said smiling brightly. She moved towards Beca, slowly. She knelt and held out her hand for Beca so sniff and as a sign that she was not going to hurt Beca. Beca sniffed at her hand and it smelled like meat and a wonderful smelling crème. Under that Beca could smell the essence of the woman. Which was part of her animagus gift. No one in her life had smelled better. Beca purred and the redhead moved her hand and stroke her head. Beca actually rubbed her head against the woman's hand. Beca felt the hand move around her neck.
"So you don't have a color. Does that mean you don't belong to anyone." The woman asked Beca.
Beca meowed which was not really an helpful answer.
"Well my name is Chloe. Chloe Beale. And how shall I call you. Rizzy? Yes I'm gonna call you Rizzy." said Chloe.
Totally like a human Beca lifted her paw to shake Chloe's hand. Chloe looked astounded but shook the paw anyway. In a swoop Chloe had picked up Beca and cradled her in her arms.
There Chloe stood in her home with a cat that had just wondered into her home in her arms. The cat was really cute and Chloe hoped that no one would come look for her. The cat was not heavy or fat. It was very comfortable weight in her arms. Moving the cat over to one hand she pulled out her phone and called her best friend Aubrey, who was a veterinarian. She had just left Chloe's house but Chloe wanted to ask for her help anyway.
"This is Dr. Posen." Aubrey answered.
"Why are you always so formal? You have caller ID, you know it's me." Chloe asked laughing.
"That's just me." Aubrey said. "What's up?"
"Well when you guy's left there was a cat in my house. " Chloe said.
"Ok. And? Can't you get it out of your house?" Aubrey said sniggering.
"Haha. Very funny. I want to keep it. I would like you to look at the cat tonight, if that's alright." Chloe said.
"Yeah sure. I'm in front of your door anyway." Aubrey said.
"Why would" but a ringing interrupted what Chloe was going to say.
Chloe dropped the phone on the table and went to open the front door. There stood her best friend with a smile on her face.
"What are you still doing here?" Chloe asked
"I took a call in the car." Aubrey answered. "So is this the cutie you were telling me about?"
"Yes. This is Rizzy." Chloe said feeling proud.
Chloe went into the living room to leave Aubrey to look at the cat. After 30 minutes Aubrey came and joined her in the living room.
"So she is just a beautiful, healthy cat." Aubrey said smiling. Closing her kit and standing it on the floor.
"Thanks so much Bree. Where did she go?" Chloe asked hugging Aubrey.
"Well when I was done, she ran off. Properly to relax, those exams are no fun for a cat." Said Aubrey.
Beca ran off once Aubrey was done. She did not like that exam at all. At least it was done and it meant that maybe, just maybe she could stay here.
She walked around the house. It looked like Chloe had just moved in. She loved the way Chloe had decorated her place. Slowly walking down the stairs she saw the living room was empty. She walked into it and jumped onto the couch and put her head on her front paws, feeling happy. A feeling she had not had in a long time. Suddenly she spotted in the corner some bubbleplastics. She used to love popping the little bubbles with her fingers, so she jumped of the couch and walked towards it. With her paw she pulled it entirely of the box it was hanging down from. With her left paw she started pressing down on the bubbles to make them pop. It was so much fun that she didn't notice Chloe standing in the door and staking pictures of her. Only when she heard a noise, did she freeze in the middle of popping another bubble.
"Oh it's ok, sweety. I love doing that to." Chloe said noticing the change in the cat. Beca turned around and looked at her still frozen.
Chloe sat down next to Beca and started popping the bubbles herself with her thumb and forefinger. Beca decided that it was ok and she joined in. Both of them had a blast popping the bubbles either with her paws or her fingers. Chloe took loads of pictures. After 10 minutes all the bubbles were popped and Chloe sat down exhausted on the couch but Beca stayed where she was, not sure if she was allowed on the couch or what the protocol was. When Chloe noticed that Beca had not joined her she said "Rizzy, come up, it's ok" and she patted the spot next to her.
"Meow" Beca answered and jumped up next to Chloe but instead of sitting down next to her, she stepped on Chloe's lap making Chloe laugh. Chloe had started to stroke Beca's head. It had been a long time since anyone had ever done that. It felt wonderful, the smell of Chloe's natural beauty filling her nose. It was a part of her power, to be able to smell the essence of a person but she could only do it when she was in cat form. Her eyes began to droop and she fell asleep.