The Thunderian laughed again, smiling at the cat. "Ser Pounce-a-lot. That's quite the name." He looked up at Anders an motioned him to follow. "There's a place just down the street with great food. They also serve some milk, which I'm sure Ser Pounce-a-lot will enjoy." It was a diner that served mostly breakfast food. If it wasn't to Anders' liking, he was sure they could find somewhere else.

As they walked, Lion-O glanced over at him. "...I couldn't help but notice the staring. I'm a Thunderian. I believe the people here call me a cat-person. I suppose that's as good an explanation as any. Like you, I am not from here."