Well now, that's an... entirely unexpected turn of events for sure.
Is it my imagination, or is the room's prevailing playful vibe contagious?
I drop down on my haunches to the newly corporealized creature's level, elbows resting on bent knees. "Hello there, Mr. Cat. I'm afurraid I don't have any yarn for you." What the hell, did I just make a cat pun when I wasn't even meaning to? What's wrong with me?? Or a better question would be, is this place somehow affecting my speech?
At the mention of the nonexistent yarn, I briefly catch a glimmer of something (Disapproval? Petulance?) in the feline's piercing green eyes, but it disappears before I can discern what it is. I cough somewhat awkwardly, "Anyhow, I believe introductions are in order-I'm Lohi, nice to meet you. Do you have a name? I'd give you a pawshake, but that would just be weird." My gaze roams around the area curiously, "Are you here to show me the secrets of this place?"