On a dashboard next to the pod, the scientist pulls a lever downwards, and cold mist starts to hiss out from the seals of the pod doors. The frost inside the pod begins to slowly melt away from the door and off of the cat-man's fur. The door then swings slowly open automatically, releasing billowing tendrils of icy fog slither out from the pod's internals. It is silent for a moment, nothing happening. Until the cat-man's eyelids slowly slide back, opening wide, revealing piercing amber eyes with slit pupils. With an elegant shifting of its muscles, it gently pushes itself into a straight sitting position inside the pod. It stares at the scientist, then you, and then the cat. It is... intimidating. Perfect. You wonder in awe how in the hell this stray cat could make this menacing being. That thought quickly fades away into shock, then amusement, as the cat-man lets out a kitten-like mewl, destroying the tensity in the air the seriousness on its face made.