You were wandering around the Far East Wing of Laminax, having just outran a Shork Gootraxian. You were out of breath, bat weapon in hand.

You see a familiar, orange, cat-like Gootraxian a few arm lengths away. It was a Catte. Probably one of the least threatening Gootraxians, but can still do some good damage if they do attack. Instead of trying to infect you, it simply quirked it's head and waved. The bucket upon it's head fell, the Catte picked it up frantically.