Veen's lip curled, his face turning away from her. He was in love with Salahari, not this she-kat. He leapt down, getting away from her. Yet, she followed. "Where are you going, good-looking?" She asked, slipping under his belly, and then under his chin. Veen growled, stepping off of her. "I'm looking for someone special." She smirked. "Well, aren't I much prettier than her?" Veen glared at Talia. "...No." She chuckled, licking his cheek. He pulled away from her, standing tall, looking for his lover.