He slowed up a foot away and hunkered slightly, tailtip flipping, chewed-up ears racked forward as he considered the tiny creature. Then he raised his head. "MOWWWW?" loudly and insistently, and a little whiny.

There was a pause, then a scraping sound from a nearby rooftop, followed by a thump from the shadows at ground level. "Okay, okay, hold your unicorns, silly kitty." A pink-haired girl carrying a dead pigeon the size of a young turkey stepped from those shadows and started wandering over, wiping her mouth.