[There are plenty of things Elphaba figured she'd be waking up to, like a hot bath or a good meal. Ordinary things, really, that indicate a good start, even with the difficulty of getting her clothes on with one arm in a cast.
A swarm of cats invading the Welcome Hall is definitely not one of them. She steps gingerly around them, and huh, that is a lot of catnip. She follows one of the cats--a black one with a white spot on its neck--to one of the flats, and just. Stops in the doorway and blinks.]
...well. Whose bright idea was growing this much catnip?
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A swarm of cats invading the Welcome Hall is definitely not one of them. She steps gingerly around them, and huh, that is a lot of catnip. She follows one of the cats--a black one with a white spot on its neck--to one of the flats, and just. Stops in the doorway and blinks.]
...well. Whose bright idea was growing this much catnip?