(Okay Req, I will add a slight problem then :) Hope you don't mind. I can edit if you want)

Tiffany stretched, her long, silky fur ruffling in the wind. She got up ready to turn to human, except that didn't happen. She froze her crystal blue eyes going wide. She circled once, trying to see herself, but feeling like a stupid dog. She stopped and without a doubt knew what had happened.

Going from her world to her, had stuck her in cat form. She yowled in misery. She was stuck and unsure where the other felines where. Only they could talk to her in their cat form and fully understand what was happening. Tiffany wasn't sure what she should do.

"Well obviously go find the others." Her feline said, with a bit of contempt.

She growled at it and looked around. "Exactly where should I start?" She asked it, but it remaind silent. "Of course it would leave me at a time like this." her voice growled in anger. She looked around, to get her exact location. She was blocked in by a picket fence, a slobbery dog and only saved by the tire she had climbed in or something.

Suddenly it hit her like a ton of bricks. "Oh god how am I gunna find the one human. I can't speak to her, and I can't fail my planet." She sat down with a heavy thud.

"Get your furry butt up and get going!" Her feline snarled. For once Tiffany did as she was told. She snuck past the dog with no ill luck as it was sleeping and continued on the way. She passed the house thing Katherine was in and for some reason she felt a tug somewhere...She stopped for a moment, unsure what the heck she had just encountered.

Louis Flew into the room. His hands drooping as he was lifting up a few bags filled with hair products and maybe a few food items. He was breathing heavily as he dragged the bags around.

"Hey, Guys, Is anybody here?" He whispered as he started to unpack. He shrugged, throwing the rest of the stuff on his bed. "I'll unpack this later" He threw himself on the bed, next to the mess he made. He slithered out of his jeans, leaving his looney tunes boxers revealed. He slowly got out of bed, and went to the kitchen in order to make some coffee.

Coffee. He loved coffee as much as he loved his hazel hair. Well, not as much.
While turning the stove on, his hand passed over the kitchen counter, picking up almost every crumb there was. "Ew, why doesn't anyone clean this kitchen" He frowned and shook his hand over the sink.

 
While he was taking care of minor things like crumbs, or coffee, he got startled by the noise coming from his friends room. He quickly swooped his hair to the side, trying to look flawless as always, thinking of a way to scare Aiden, who was obviously in his room the whole time.
 As he passed next to Aidens room, tripping over a bottle of hair gel , he chuckled. "Aiden? Are you decent?" He grinned as he slowly opened the door.

Tiffany quickly shook her head, but she still could feel the tug. She knew it came from inside that house.

"I wonder what that is..." She trailed off. She glanced up, looking for a way in. She saw an open window and now all she needed was a way to get in. Then she saw it. The car. She could jump on that, then launch herself at the window, hopefully not missing and hitting the wall.

She ran to the car and jumped on top, then she backed up. "Here goes nothing." She said, just as a bird landed in the grass next to her. Suddenly she was in cat mod. She turned and started to stalk it. The bird unaware of her, kept playing tug of war with a worm. Finally within distance of the bird, she pounced, breaking it's back with a snap of her teeth. Proud of her kill, she turned to bury it. She froze and growled.

" Now I am acting like a cat? Good grief." She spit the bird out and jumped back on the car. She scrambled to the end and then ran and took a flying leap. But she missed and hit the wall face first. "Oohh." She moaned, sliding down to the grass. She got up swaying slightly. After a moment, she turned and got back on the car. Then she tried again and made it.

She glanced around, unsure of where she was. It looked like a bedroom. It was so tidy and neat. She turned and jumped on the bed, sniffing the pillow. It smelled like a male's room. She growled a bit, seeing the door closed. She got up and started to scratch at the door, meowing. Hopefully someone had heard her. She turned and vanished under the bed, waiting.

(Edited a bit)

Tiffany saw the door open and the man look under the bed. When he shrieked and ran into a corner, she rolled her eyes. She knew she looked like a cat, but cats don't have intelligent eyes, do they? If they do why did they not talk to her? Where they just snoobs? She now wondered about that.

She snapped back to the present and scrambled out from under the bed. She started to run towards the doorway, but stopped in the middle of the room, and turned to look back at the man. She contempulated if she should have a bit of fun, but he was screaming "Aiden" whatever that was. She turned and streaked out into the hallway. She found a table, and hid under it. She wondered what she was going to do now, that she was in. She turned and surveyed her surroundings. She guessed this was a kitchen, because of the sinks and coffee pot.