The cat paused, mid-lick of its paw, and eyed Pepper with a tongue still out.
She paled and gulped.
“You look as if you’re about to take flight,” Briar said. “Whiskers won’t hurt you.”
“You say that confidently, but I was almost eaten by a cat once!”
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