A small white cat ran down an alleyway. It wasn't larger than a tiny kitten, but it moved swiftly and gracefully, running and jumping along the walls of the houses, through crates and dirt in narrow streets.
At the end, right before leaping into a larger street, it stopped on the top of a series of crates, towering in the backstreet. And as it leaped down, in a flash, its form changed into that of a girl. Yes, a girl - not taller than a child, with pink hair, and dark chestnut eyes. But beneath her clothes, she could still feel her cat tail... Dammit! She didn't change properly again...
She closed her eyes, and concentrating heavily, the lump under her coat disappeared. Fine then... Now it was fine! She stepped forth in a brisk, cheerful tempo, and started humming a happy song silently, when she heard someone shouting at her from behind. Turning on her heel, she glanced back. This guy was asking her for help... Well, she didn't have anything to do, anyway.
She ran up to him, and smiled widely. "I'm not a guard, but I can sure help you, if you need." she cheered at him.