Millicent wasn't disappointed; she moved over to the cat and held out a hand, letting it sniff tentatively at her long fingers and sharpened fingernails. It arched its back immediately afterward and hissed, but that only made her grin. Cats were brilliant, perfect.
She turned around when Melinda reappeared, and disappeared with her, landing in softer ground than the pavement she'd been standing on before. She grinned when she saw the two men - the first time she had grinned all night, because now these men realized what scum of the earth they were. Or they realized what scum of the earth she thought they were, possibly - but they didn't quite understand her hatred for them yet.
She sprang at her victim with a hiss not unlike the cat in the alleyway - in fact, that was what she was going for. Not that cat specifically, she worked more from her own cat, but cat-like, nonetheless. "Run!" she called out, grinning as he turned to do just that. "Run, if you want to live!"