Prowling through town~ (Open)

[chasingtwisters]

Ever since talking with Lou, Moira's concern regarding danger in Siren Cove has increased to the point where she feels obligated to make her rounds in her cat form, determining to find out what she can from the cracks in between people's conversations. She feels a little strange as she performs the transformation spell, though she can't quite explain why. The oddity of the moment passes almost as quickly as it arrives, and soon, Moira is on her paws, meandering through alleys and streets with the ease of a stray cat.

She hears talk, of the usual sort, oh the town curse is returned, Thorntons versus Coombs, etc. She pays no mind to those conversations, having already heard what she needed of them when she was a child. She tunes instead into the whispers about Corrine, questions about how Siren Cove's biggest star could go missing. She pounces onto garbage cans and fire exits, following various conversations until she reaches dead ends.

Regardless, she told Lou she'd help in any way that she could, so she refuses to back down.

OOC: Find Moira anywhere in town, as a cat, lurking and sniffing for clues.

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[ameliecoombs]

She's on her way to the school to see about employment, a little nervous to be honest and lacking any kind of resume or know how about what she's doing. She's never had to really work before - the jobs she had maintained in school mainly revolved around pouring people drinks or putting away library books, and they had taken her on because they were desperate and she was a happy, pretty face. This is different.

It's on her way there that she spots the little cat lurking around the streets, crossing between people's legs with eyes that look all too human. She's been watching Moira perfect this charm since they were kids, and she grins, running over to crouch down and scritch the little thing behind the ears.

"You were always so cute like this," she says quietly. She's always been a little jealous of the things Moira can do, the way she works magic so easily, like she was born to.

[chasingtwisters]

Moira doesn't realize Amelie's out and about until she gets closer, just before she crouches down to scratch her behind the ears. Moira purrs automatically, rubbing against her sister's ankles with as much of a pleased expression as she can manage on her cat face.

"Mew?" She glances up, noticing the nervousness written on Amelie's face and wondering if she was on her way to inquire into teaching positions.