They told Kasmeer that she reminded them of a canine.
It was...an odd bit of information for an investigator to receive about a local troublemaker, but Kasmeer supposed she had heard stranger. A woman with entirely human features (and beautiful, from the testimony) aside from a litany of dog-like features actually ran the gamete of the more
mundane tales that Kasmeer had heard, though most of those tales had turned out to be false. Someone mistaking a detail or exaggerating or, where magic was involved, possibly hallucinating. But the complaining townsfolk
swore to the blonde mesmer that it had been a young woman with beast-like qualities that had spent the night and morning turning what was a town that valued its peace into something of her playground, and they wanted Kasmeer to intervene.
Though stopping pranks wasn't exactly Kasmeer's forte, she was...curious, she admitted, as much as she wanted to help.
There was the question of tracking the girl, however, as no one she asked could give her any direction on where to find her. But Kas had supposed...if she herself possessed any beast- or dog-like qualities, where would she spend most of her time, if she was new to a town. The smells coming from the market, as she strolled through the streets, were the obvious choice.
As Kasmeer stood at the market's edge, trying to spy...dog-ears, she supposed, the matter of tracking the mysterious animal-woman filled her mind. But she did have her methods for...
attracting people, to certain places. Twisting her mouth in thought, the blonde stratched at a nonexistent itch on her upper chest...before she made a gentle gesture with her hands into the open air.
A dozen feet away from her, in a subtle explosion of white-and-purple wisps, a white cat, entirely normal looking aside from a gentle purple glow that only a mesmer or someone who had battled with a mesmer could notice, appeared on the ground. Kasmeer smiled to herself, and with another gentle gesture, sent the illusory cat skittering through the market stalls.
"Always creative, Kasmeer," she said to herself...and for good measure, before the cat disappeared from her sight, she swung her hand again.
Might as well make the cat smell like it had spent the morning rolling in bacon, just for good measure.
Kasmeer smirked and turned to slip down the street. If she planned to lure this mystery figure with a fleeing cat, she needed a place to lure her to...and the empty warehouse at the end of the street, she could make to look like
anything.
