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Not long had passed before Jack was greeted by another male, slightly shorter than himself with very distinct markings. He was very dark, with lighter tips in a sort of backwards point pattern, two-toned as far as Jack could see. The finer differences of color were lost on him, despite his own pelt being so varied in shades. "Hello," he said, that weary-traveler tone making his words heavier than Jack meant for them to be, but he was much too tired to have any control over such details. Then, he rose from his seat, taking care to flip his ears back and bow his head.
When he was about to introduce himself, a cat appeared and scaled the dark male until he reached his perch on Niernan's shoulder. By the sound of it, this was a regular occurrence. Jack watched the small feline for a moment, interested. He'd never had a pet before and the horses that pulled his family's wagon and plow didn't count. The way he was raised, if an animal couldn't do work or produce byproducts there was no use keeping it around. But what use was a kitten? Surely they were merely companions. It was an interesting concept, and Jack considered finding a pet for himself. Perhaps a chicken or a goat, though, out of habit.
"That's quite alright," he assured his greeter, seeing no reason to apologize. "Vinátta, hmm." The word sounded exotic and exciting on his tongue. Jack looked around. "Are you accepting joiners? My name's Jack Basket." He tentatively extended his right hand, unsure of whether or not it was a custom in these parts to shake.