[ …It was a cat.
Castiel couldn’t recall him ever interacting with a cat, perhaps yes see one, as it was indeed one of God’s creations… But never once was he followed by one. Especially one that looked such as peculiar as this one. It had what perhaps resembled, a witch’s hat. At least, modeled after the hat of what humans thought witches looked like, with warts and wrinkles galore.

And it’s tail was curled… horrendously curled at that. But the question was, for Cas, what do you do with a cat? The first thing that came to mind, was of course saying hello. But the term was played differently here, wasn’t it? So Cas knelt down, and touched the cat’s face with both his hands. ]
… Salutations… good… cat.
[ Castiel very awkwardly mimicked the Anon from before; there was only so much he could work with right now, and that was the only thing possibly native here aside from his interactions with Balthazar. He also wouldn’t expect the cat to speak back to him. ]