Hi! The daily updates are through. (Unless they pick back up some time later.) But here's chapter three, the second Obi and Shirayuki conversation. I hope you like it, Annie! Things are slowly moving forward, and maybe, just maybe, there's something to the friendship between this people cat and this alley cat that is just forming. I hope that you enjoy this chapter as well and that it also brings a smile to your face. Have a very lovely day!

Shirayuki waits; will he make it by today? Or did she scare him off? Her grandma's soft snores from the living room are the only sounds in the house, and then she spots him, all smooth alley cat walk and all. Obi walks as if he owns the street. Shirayuki's green eyes follow the motion until finally he stops outside her window, not once looking as if he'd spotted her gaze, but moving like he had just the same.

"Obi," Her voice is breathless; she can't remember the last time that she had another cat to talk to, "She's home, with wheels."

"Your grandma's fine then?" He leans against the window, looking still as if he belongs there, as if for a moment that he can be her shadow. "You have something in your fur." He tells her.

"It's flowers." She smiled, "Grandma puts them in when she's home." They are her favorite, little symbols for the kind of wildlife that she hasn't known in so long. Though they are different from the flowers that she used to wander through back in the mountains, a different species altogether.

She imagines that seeing the real thing would be different too; an interesting smell and a different texture. It's a tempting thought.

"Oh." Obi looks content as he lays down outside the window, "No collar though? I thought all people kitties wear collars."

"I didn't like how they felt when I was younger." Shirayuki's grandparents hadn't tried to put a collar on her; she wonders what her dad must have told them when he'd dropped her off. Probably let them know that she wiggled out of every collar imaginable since the first time that he'd tried to put one on her.

"So, are you really staying there?" His grin as he stands up is both an offer and a challenge. Shirayuki doesn't take the bait.

"Yes." She knows that the city isn't full of the greenery and life of her first home, just as she knows how nightmarish living outside with little to find for food would be. Most alley cats probably wished they were "people cats" anyway.

"I'll be seeing you." Obi didn't like to stay anywhere for long; Shirayuki noted. He seemed to move as speedily as a shadow at nightfall, disappearing within the busyness until no one is sure that they really saw him.

Shirayuki's eyes don't leave him, not as he saunters away down the street, turning left, quickly vanishing out of her sight.

"Shirayuki?" She's hurrying back over; the sound of the treats being shaken the only noise other than her name.