"Wha--!?" Al yelped and stumbled as the cat tangled around his legs, fortunately flailing away from the rest of the group with the sword. A few staggering steps lead to a faceplant, and he groans as he pushes himself up to hands and knees to look back at the feline in question.

"It could have chosen a better time to be friendly..." he said with good humor. If there was one cat here, there were probably others--and his brother couldn't tell him he can't spoil and pet these ones!