The feline turned his head to look at the one that had spoken to him. His eyes, the only thing visible from behind his Kabuto, where an icy blue and seemed deep as forever. He turned in ful now, his shoulder first before he shifted his right foot to bear his full weight. He turned his left foot shortly after, and with a twist of his hips he stood before the fur that had spoken. He spoke, his voice cold and hollow, almost as if he did not care, but his eyes seemed to tell something else.... "I greet you... What is it that you have sought this warrior out for.... Speak quick about it, for my patience is not limitless."