It seemed the kitten had lured her over, not any desire to talk business or any news. Fugaku held back a sigh and checked to make sure the other kitten was still in its basket. "They are for mousing," Fugaku said firmly, unwilling to let even the slightest rumor that he would have cats "for fun" get around.

Especially when the current cats he was carting around looked nothing like mousers and more like something that belonged in a knitting basket. Maybe he should have lobbied harder for taking in one of the stray toms in the area. At the moment these were rather uselessly adorable, stuck in the "I'm cute, don't eat me" phase of life.