It was raining like cats and dogs, Caticorn laughed to herself at the phrase. As she pictured mundane cats and dogs meowing and barking as they fell through the sky.  Caticorn did not like the large wooden thing full of humans. It rocked and rolled the whole time across that big puddle of water. After weeks of this tummy turning motion the people, the vessel and the magical cat had landed in America.  Caticorn followed the hustle of people as they walked along the wooden plank trying  to avoid getting her matted and colorful tail from getting trampled on. The trip across that large puddle was stinky and after a  week Caticorn had hunted that rocking vessel clean of rodents.  She was skinny and hungry and filthy. She decided then that she didn't that thing what did the humans call it a boat she looked at the vessel one last time with a disdainful look on her rainbow Caticorn face.

Caticorn was tired and her beautiful rainbow colored fur was matted with filth and who knew what else from that horrid trip across that large puddle. She needed a bath she could smell herself as her cat nose wrinkled from the odor. She would have to find a way to bathe she wasn't going to lick this out of her fur. The mere thought made her little cat tummy churn.  Walking a ling the city she found a barrel catching water from the rain gutter above. She hopped up a crate and on top of another crate to reach top of the barrel . She placed her front paws in the edge of the barrel the water smelled clean so she she pulled herself to the edge of the barrel and let her cat body falling into the barrel. she splashed around a bit getting the water to agitate around her rainbow colored fur. A small purr building inside her as she felt the sticky mates of hair break loose.

Caticorn jumped from the barrel her back leg barely catching the edge of the barrel made her flip several times before she landed on her feet as cats usually do. She shook her long rainbow colored fur till most of the water was gone then walked down the street her belly grumbling with hunger.

She spotted a mouse as it ran across the sidewalk. She set chase to it her colorful fur blowing dry in the wind.  It scampered behind some trash so Caticorn sat there patiently watching for it peek out. As she was waiting a man approached her.

Hey Caticorn how are you doing?  The Caticorn turned her head slightly making her unihorn set at an angle on her head as she looked at this human.  And spoke because she was a hundred percent magical and could do magical stuff like talk to people.

ok, ty. were her only words as she continued to watch the spot where the mouse had laid hidden.

Glad to hear, how is the game treating you so far?  The man spoke again to her.

Suddenly Caticorn slaps her paw down and catches a mouse that tried to scramble by her while she was  distracted conversing with the stranger.  The caticorn swiped up her catch and swallowed the tiny thing with a slurp of the tail.  She smiled a cat smile at the stranger as she licked her cat lips.

If you mean the game of cat and mouse I won that round.

Her tail swishes behind her back and ears twitch as she starts to purr.

 Just then Sachetto steps out of his office as he heard some commotion going on in his HQ, he caught a glimpse of Caticorn catching and gobbling up a mouse. He was intrigued, quite the monster hunter himself, but he hadn't been able to rid his HQ of those pesky mice.

He grabbed a bottle of milk and poured a dish for Caticorn, thanking her for her services.
Hoping they could strike up a deal where she would take care of all rodents hiding around in his HQ

Caticorn watches the man as he pours the saucer of milk. She walks over and curls around the mans legs her colorful fur bristling against him. She sniffed the dish of milk and then sniffled and looked up at the man.

Thank you for the milk, but I am not a mundane cat. Mundane cats drink plain milk. I am all magical and do magical stuff, I prefer chocolate milk.

She waited to see if her counter offer would be accepted as she sat on her haunches licking her paw she tilted her head to the side and  cleaned her unicorn horn with the side of her paw.

Sachetto was amazed at the sight of this cat, it was a rare species that even he, all well traveled Witcher had never encountered, what was even more remarkable was that it spoke; it asked him for chocolate milk instead of the regular milk it had poured for the cat.

Intrigued by the species he had in front of him and wanting to learn more he ran into the kitchen and started looking for chocolate milk, after a while he returned with a grimace on his face, finding a carton of chocolate milk he quickly tossed out the regular milk and replaced it with the chocolate milk he just found.

Wanting to learn more he asked if the cat would like something  else...

She got up from her haunches and lapped a few sips of the chocolate milk with her tongue.  After satisfying her chocolate need she wiped her catlips with her paw then licked her paw clean.

Your city brother or sister, Nebula, has also made me an offer for housing me.

Here is what Nebula offered,

I'll offer you the best chocolate or even strawberry milk, with added edible glitter (suitable for kitties, of course). My cat also gets a birthday cake on his birthday and daily treats. I'm not sure if Sachetto can beat that, really. 

He's also stayed at a 5* boutique cat hotel before.

 

This Nebula says you can't beat that.

 The man Sachetto responded to the magical Caticorn,    Poor Nebula doesn't know what she's missing around here in Corktown we don't celebrate 1 birthday, but we do it twice a year, think about that.

That's double the cake! And apart from that I'd dare say I'm quite the chef every Sunday is family dinner night, requests are appreciated!

Chocolate milk isn't hard to come by, so I'll make sure the HQ will be stocked with unlimited chocolate milk! Apart from that I do request you keep our HQ free of all rodents, good for sport and food I imagine a cat would be very pleased! If there is anything else I can throw in to sweeten the deal let me know.

The Caticorn smelled an opportunity here she could barter the deal of the century as far Caticorn deals go. She thought for a moment long and hard what would she ask for to make this pot sweeter for her. Everyone knows that Caticorn's like things sweet.  She tilted her head her unihorn catching the light of the sun and glowing as she spoke  again in the human tongue.

Well a two story cat scratching post so I can climb it and perch on top and watch all the birds out a nice picture window I love the way they sing. Someone to keep my litter-box fresh and I mean fresh all the time. I need a bath twice a week and my colorful hair must be blow dried and brushed each time.  If that is okay then you have your self a caticorn mouser.

Sachetto scratches his beard and was wary about what he was about to agree to, but yet he was very excited to agree to Caticorn's terms.

I'd like to formally welcome you to the family he spoke invitingly.