“I’m Catwoman,” the creature sitting in the chair smoking a cigarette said.
“Catwoman?” Jason said, raising his eyebrows in a surprised expression. “Seriously, with those hairy legs of yours, you look more like Batman than Catwoman to me.”
“That’s not fair,” the creature hissed. “I was Batman last week. Besides, cats don’t shave their legs, do they?” And then it purred.
“May I approach you?” Jason cautiously asked.
“You may,” it said, letting out another soft purr.
“I’ve heard a rumor about you,” Jason admitted, “but I thought the probability of ever meeting someone with your, um, nature, was extremely low.”
“So now that you’ve met me, what insidious plan are you hatching?” it hissed.
“I’m not one to prognosticate,” Jason said. “I just want to understand what makes you tick. After all, you are the very first gender fluid superhero we’ve had on this ward.”
Written for this week’s Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Photo credit: Google Images. And for the following one-word prompts: