Her matted ears flickered, hearing the woman long before she arrived. But Apple was confused as to where the sound could be coming from. Further down the alley? A sound on the street beyond? Or somewhere else...?
She scrunched down into her corner, hoping the darkness would conceal her against the stranger. If they were coming down her alleyway, she was screwed. She was sitting in a dead-end, the perfect little deathtrap she realized too late.
Drat!
And then there was a clattering above her, and something small fell to the ground with a great deal of noise coming out of it. Apple gave a choked hiss, trying not to scream, and litterally plastered herself to the wall and far away from the noisey little thing near her. She was still crouching, never having made it to her feet, and she clung to the wall with slender fingers as she stared at the earpiece.
Slowly, her cat's eyes traveled up toward the rooftops, and she saw another. Immediately she froze, hoping the person up there hadn't seen her. Her own eyes were well adapted to the dim light, and the person above might have that same ability.
However, the stranger (whose gender Apple couldn't really tell, the clothing was too confusing for her) seemed to be searching for something. The...little noise machine perhaps? Her gaze quickly flickered down to it, ears flipping back nervously.
Ok, she had a few options:
1. she could always run away
2. she could wait until the person gave up and left
3. she could wait, but then the person might come down after the lost item
4. she could risk her safety and return the item to the person so that they'd leave
Well, running was a good option...unless the person decided to chase after her for some unknown reason. Ehh...she didn't like the sound of that.
There was a good chance the person would come down after the little noise machine, and then what would she do? She'd be trapped if the person did that!
So...what did that leave her?
Giving the noisey thing back to the person on the roof. Well...she knew she could climb the wall easily enough. It was craggily, and the stone bricks had eroded so much that they seemed to stick out from the wall like stepping stones. Well, to her eyes anyway. Her fingers and toes were so small and slender that it was no problem climbing a wall that most others would never dream of scaling.
Apple took a deep breath. Ok, just grab the thing, climb the wall, set the thing on the roof, jump back down, and run for it.
Ok, sounded good. Then the person would have no reason to chase her, since they'd have their thing back. Ok, good!
Apple darted forward and carefully grabbed the earpiece in her mouth. She was griping it with her teeth, but she had her lips folded under so that the item wouldn't get lost or accidently get swallowed somehow.
And then it was up the wall.
Apple gave a gracefull leap as a head start, and as soon as she hit the wall, she began to climp. She kept a careful eye on the strange figure as she came closer and closer to the rooftop. Finally, when she was close enough, but not too close, Apple stretched out her neck and spat the dry earpiece out at the stranger's feet.
Ok, now time to leap down and run!
Apple hastily released the wall...