Anita caught the box, then watched as the two climbed the stairs. She carefully placed the box in her backpack, resisting the urge to cheer. Finally! One of the items, and no one got mugged or mutilated!
Luckily, she was used to intelligent people who occasionally were animals, so it wasn't too much of a stretch for her. But house cat was one she hadn't seen before.
Picking him up, she smirked. "Hey, at least you're not a swan. The swan king was an odd one, and those swanmanes were a bunch of bubbly skittish airheads."