He looked at Aurelia Shaw, then at the little fluffy white bunny, furrowing his thick brows, "Not at all. I still think you resemble a cat."
"What part of me looks like a cat?" Aurelia found Mason Nightshade's analogy strange. She had heard people say she looked like a fox, a seductress, or even a devil, but a harmless thing like a cat was a first.
"When someone provokes you, you extend your sharp claws. When no one does, you resemble a harmless and cute creature, with a hint of aloofness. Wouldn't you say that's like a cat?" Mason chuckled softly as he played with her fingers.
As he said this, she felt it was indeed somewhat true.
"I'll make dinner, you play with it for a bit first." Mason raised his head, planted a kiss on Aurelia's lips, and got up to walk towards the kitchen.
Aurelia played with the bunny for a while before Mason called her for dinner, "Go wash your hands, I'll serve the dishes."
