Eight shifts the box of cats onto a nearby table, who immediately fly out from being cooped in for so long. There are five: Gregorio, Esper, Daphne and Basil. The fifth, Wigglebutt, is a big fuzzy one which is slower and methodical as he hops out but bolts away just as quickly as the rest.

"Yeah." She nods, pulling out a litter box and blanket that was left behind. "I need to find them. They are in danger."