The water is at first cool to the touch. Gentle ripples reach out from the cat's paws as she moves in, expanding across the surface and dissipating at its edges. The temperature does not change - in fact, nothing of particular significance happens upon her first few steps into the pool. One would think of the immersion as rather uneventful, save for just the fleeting glimpse of a reflection in its surface - the movement of something dark fluttering just out of sight but towards the center of the pool, like a bird. It is sudden and barely noticeable, gone the instant one would turn their head to look at it. There is no bird above.