"Crystal cat," the doctor said. "I have it on file: scientific name Felis mineralles. Species is adapted to low-light environs. Two subspecies: Felis min. Aiger and Felis min. Slivi.
If you believe the legend, they were created when Bast, the first cat, breathed life into the rocks."
"You have it, sir. The Silvi are domesticated, but the Aiger, rarely so. Studies have found them to have limited telepathic abilities."
The doctor nodded. "What has all of this to do with me?"
"I was getting to that, sir. We have a rare case: an Aiger female, in good condition."
"And...?"
"Since your secondary education was in zoology, I thought you might like to see her." Parker gestured to the door leading to the rest of the clinic. They were night and day: the doctor in his freshly pressed medical tunic; himself in a more rumpled shirt and shorts.
"I would indeed."
**
The space is too bright. Half-seen forms reach for her;
she rears, spitting at them. Her hip throbs, and she drops to all fours.
One of them steps forward, making soft, meaningless sounds. He reaches out to stroke her and she glares at him.
Undaunted, he rubs her back. Despite her fear, the touch feels good.
She lets him stroke her, making more of his sounds.
She tries to pull free, but it envelops her. Blackness.
**
"What a fascinating animal!" exclaimed the doctor. "Those paws, they're just right for digging. Impressive teeth as well. What do they eat?"
His assistant pointed out various sets. "The canines are here. They work on small prey: bats, rock lizards and the like. Molars are here... they're not much for chewing."
The doctor smiled. "I didn't know you were a dentist, Parker."
The aide went on. "They'll swallow crystal the way a bird does pebbles, to break up their food."
"That's very neat. You live in a cave, so you get your minerals directly."
"Yes, sir. They can sniff out veins, too."
"Just like a kid with rock candy."
Questions:
1) Are the cat's feelings realistic? Is the style jarring?
2) Do you find the doctor and Parker interesting?
