The small face peered up, the eyes still that pale blue inherent with the very young. She looked just like her mother, thought Juliet with a flash of happiness. Cradling the little bundle close, she rubbed noses, chuckling at the tiny sneeze it produced. Humming, she walked across her apartment, one hand softly tracing over the soft skull. There was a shaky mewl from the little body, and she kissed the forehead. She was definitely hungry. Distracted for a moment, she cast about until she finally located the bottle sitting on the counter. This was her first time interacting with someone this young, but she'd been reading a lot of books in preparation for her arrival. It was unfortunate that mother's milk wasn't a possibility, but that happened sometimes.
Opening the fridge, Juliet retrieved the container of formula from the middle shelf. Still holding the precious bundle against her chest, she used her other hand to ease open the formula lid. Then she really did need two hands, so she shifted her burden to the crook of her elbow, eliciting another miniscule complaint. Taking up the bottle, she removed the top and filled it partway with creamy liquid. In five minutes, she had a kettle of water heated on the stove. In no time, the formula was the right temperature, and she made her way to the couch in the living room.
Humming softly, she settled herself on the soft cushions. On the floor, warm yellow eyes gazed up at her. Juliet smiled at the fluffy black cat by her feet. "Hello there Sapphy!" Apparently interpreting that as an invitation, the feline leaped delicately up beside her, leaning in to sniff the bundle in Juliet's arms. Pulling away the bottle, Juliet allowed the creature better access. She grinned as the two beings touched noses. Blue eyes stared into gold. Reaching out, the woman caressed the little face. "Hey there baby, say hello to your momma." The black cat licked the tiny kitten across her brow. Still smiling, Juliet stoked a hand down the mother cat's back. "I think we'll call her Willow."