Kush Clan Plantations (Farmland)

When the window vibrated, the lead girl knew somebody was watching them. Regardless, they all ducked, hiding among the forest of broad fan leaves.
"Gi vizh!" The girl whispered.

"Li's shi ie ih mili!" The third said.

"Wi vevh' vi sihithmehsh... zlihsh, mieshm.. leshm?"

At first, there was no answer.

It was obvious, though--they were clearly still there. The first of them realized this and simply stood.

"Heeeeyaaaaa!"

The other two stood.

"I'li sillith... zi'li hi hlir siliehv mili......" another said. The third stood, and while the three of them had spears, they appeared to mean no harm.

"Heeeyaaa, yourself!" Tommy extended his arm in a wide waving motion. The people were distant but he had indeed seen right! They had cat ears! They had spears too, and funny clothes! He did another gesture with his tea. "Tea here! Food! Some weed if ya wanna!"

He eyed the cat people curiously. They were really different from Tommy, but also somewhat similar. Tommy thought that was hilarious. "Clio, d'ya have any food for'em? They oughta be starvin!" Tommy emitted a growling hurr. "And... I'm hugnry too." He scrunched his face into an flustered look. He pointed a large motion towards the cat people, then himself, them his stomach.

"You hungy, yah? Food, yah?" Tommy gave them a thumbs up and smiled with all his pointy cat teeth.

But as Clio protested, the three girls were stepping closer. The lead one hoisted her spear harmlessly along her shoulder as the two others strapped their weapons to their back. The lead one nodded, as it seemed at least that by the tone of Tommy's voice and any gestures they had made, they were being offered hospitality. And usually an offer of hospitality can mean 'we come in peace!'

Tommy nodded at the first of the women that approached. He indicated his tea towards himself. "I'm Tommy! T-o-m-m-y! It's nice to meetcha!" Tommy extended his hand to the girl. His tail was whisking left and right like a gymnast spinning on a pole. He really liked the way the girls smelled. There was a certain animal flavour to them he felt really comforting. 

Not to make her feel excluded, Tommy took Clio by the hand and looked at her cheerfully. "It's okay, dey seem nice."

Clio feels Tommy grab her hand and she looks at him, she nods and decides it's okay.

Clio still has leftover special brownies from the festival, she could share those with the tribe ladies. They are invited inside to have a seat while she goes to get the covered plate of baked goods. She would uncover it and eat one in front of them as a show that it's safe and offers the brownies to Tommy and the cat people.

"Nonono! Tmsih ithie to you, Ayame." Tommy used a brownie to toast their guests in the current absence of glasses. He smiled at each one in honor of their company. He then swallowed the sizable byte in one big gulp. Whether that was a trait inherited from dogs or cats or something else, Tommy did not know. But it was handy in situations when you had to eat in a hurry.

Purges, for example.

"I'm so gladdy to have you here, friends. Tells me, that's T-o-m-m-y, what where you do-doing on thatdat fieldere..." Tommy began to slur his words, as his left pupil dilated. His right pupil retained it's size, but turned pink. Pinkish red.
 
"Clio... You dinna use those brownies, didya?" Tommy said, as he started to feel a strange kinship to pinecones.

For Ayame and the other two, their bodies were very similar to a human's, and they'd take quite awhile to metabolize the contents of the brownies. As of right now, they were unaware that there was anything special about them. As far as they were concerned, they had just been given a nice treat. The only telltale sign was a slight feeling in the tummy, though that could have been anything.
Ayame looked pleased with Tommy's attempt to respond back in their native tongue. Not bad, she thought, and her smile reflected it.
So far, in the company of these strangers, some things transcended cultures. While neither side understood what the other was trying to say, the warmth of hospitality and friendship could be felt on both sides. Their ears perked up, they all felt happy and safe in this place.
"Ni fsiv, T-O-M-M-Y!"

"No, I've never seen people like this." Clio provides tea for the cat people and drinks a drinks some from her own cup. "You're the first of your kind I've ever seen too, you're pretty wonderful!"

Clio was seated right beside Tommy and leaned over to give him a kiss on the cheek.