Re: By the picnic area, up a tree.
Rafe was walking some slaves going about, putting food around when he heard someone below him. He looked down to see a young woman below where he was perched. She smell...feline, but that was all he could tell. Then she spoke. It was not really a question but still it need an answer.
"No. I am jaguar." He said, his voice didn't have the thick Spanish accent that it once had. He was not quite ready to jump down from the tree just yet. "You are not one either, but you a cat, that much I can tell." It would be rude just ask her, but he was curious.