Her cat-like eyes watched the head roll until stopped, then they panned up the man from foot to face. A brow raised and she got up from her reclining place at the bench to greet him. A new player had entered the ring, it seemed.
"Hello," she called as her steps brought her closer to Ernest. "Would you like to play a game?" Cheshire asked curiously, a purr in her voice as a hand waft to the board. It began to reset itself, going backwards as if through time. The head even under foot rolled away, back to it's body, attached, and then moved back to its starting place on the white and lilac checkered plane.