[ At that, Derek shrugs a little and his eyes avert. He'd do it again in a heartbeat, but the only person he'd feel ashamed talking about it with is Kara, because she's such a stickler for the rules. Although, on the other hand, this is absolutely indirectly her fault entirely. Obviously.

When he looks back at her a moment later, it's almost apologetic to her delicate sensibilities. ]

I hadn't planned on one at all, but yeah she's a weirdly perfect fit. I wouldn't have pictured myself with a female pet to begin with.

[ He doesn't elaborate on that, but that's mostly because Kara knows he's a werewolf and he has mentioned how his scent had made cats an impossibility and he's just sort of assuming that she'll fill in the blank that his concern would be that there might be some awkward confusion at the pet's level given that he doesn't exactly smell like a man. ]

But definitely not something this small. I don't know, I just couldn't leave her. The way she'd whine when I'd walk away? I couldn't. I don't know, I just couldn't.