"Twolegs have politics. I live in a place that has very little politics and don't involve myself in what there is of it, but there's probably a structure like a cat Clan somewhere among Twolegs, it isn't that weird."

"Well, if you can muster some respect and admiration for the spirit of cooperation I expect you to have better chances than otherwise, although still almost none."

"I guess we'll find out."

"Mm.

What is your purpose here, by the by."

"Oh, I want to end material scarcity but things are different here so I'm trying to orient to local conditions before I do anything big."

"For whom?  And why."

"For everybody so they'll have nicer lives."

"How noble.  Do you have any implementation plans yet?"

"Well, I don't think there's any reason I can't just make large amounts of stuff once I have a distribution plan, but I keep being surprised so I think I'll wait to go a day or two without being surprised before I try even something that straightforward."

"And what sort of stuff is it that you intend to distribute?"

"Mostly Twoleg stuff, honestly. You guys seem both to care a lot about catching your own food and being independent; Twolegs are different that way. Also there are more of them."

"I see.  What do Twolegs do all day, for the most part, if they aren't responsible for their own food?"

"You know how you guys bring food to cats who can't do their own hunting? Some Twolegs handle food for lots of Twolegs, and the ones who aren't handling food are doing stuff they can trade - for food, and also for clothes, and cars, and houses, and stuff. And then when they aren't busy doing stuff for trading, they have hobbies like music and reading and playing games."

"What are the things they trade?  And what is music."

"Different Twolegs specialize in different things! Some of them move stuff around and make sure it gets to whoever wants it - Twoleg civilization is very big - some of them invent new things, or make clothes, or teach younger Twolegs things, or do medicine, there are hundreds of things but going into much detail would take a lot of explaining. Music is sounds that we think sound nice, would you like to hear some?"

"Clothes are your smoother pelts, yes?  I could hear some music."

Cam's violin appears and he plays some Vivaldi.

Tigerstar cocks his head back and forth as Cam plays, and he watches the fingering closely.  "Interesting," is his verdict.

"I'm glad you think so." He makes a case for the violin and puts it over his shoulder.

"Is that your magic or can any Twoleg - may I see that - "

"I made these with magic but they can be made without." He sets the case down and unzips it.

"But the music itself," asks Tigerstar, sniffing at the fingerboard.  His fur abruptly stands on end (which is quite a sight, with the amount of fluff) when his whiskers brush against the strings.

"The music itself is not magic at all."

"Interesting," he repeats.  "I'm not sure it sounds particularly nice to cats but it's certainly interesting."

"I remember reading about a study where they tried to figure out what music some non-talking cats liked best..." He looks that up and then makes a little speaker to play the winning piece.