"Cats aren't supposed to talk." She half-lidded her eyes, whiskers thrust forward as she gives a breathy little laugh. "So no. Precisely that."

De-felinizing, maybe? No, not at all. Saash knew that humans and People were often thrust together and made companions, and Rhiow did nothing but enjoy her partnership with her ehhif. And Saash herself liked the one who looked after her back at Grand Central--save when he came with the flea powder!

"I'm sure there are more, I've smelled them." She'd say that she was the only one who spoke, but Saash was certain that wasn't the truth, either.