Seeing a man, Marin waved at him to stop while approaching him at a sort of jog-walk. The small red head still held the pet carrier, having peeked inside since she had gotten it. It was a pretty sort of mouse, with a few exotic colors on it. It seemed really sweet too. But she was still set on finding her cat, the whole condolences thing making her even more determined to find him. “Excuse me! Have you seen a orange cat around?”