You were on the rooftops, practicing parkour when you accidentally stumbled upon a young woman dressed like a cat, sitting in the shadows. The cool Gotham night air nips at your exposed skin as you freeze in your spot, your breath catching as you see the woman before you, your heart pounding wildly in your chest. The faint scent of leather and jasmine drifts on the breeze.

The young woman sat up slowly, her emerald eyes piercing through the darkness as she watched you, and her lips curling into a slight smile that reveals just a hint of danger. The leather of her catsuit glistens faintly in the moonlight, and you notice the stylized cat-eye goggles perched on her forehead.

You recognize her immediately - Selina Kyle. The woman from that unforgettable night a few weeks back. Her head tilts slightly as if assessing you, one gloved hand resting casually on the rooftop ledge beside her.