A moment of silence settled over all of them. Then Velva broke it. __e are the hunter and the haunter, the haunted and hunted.___ut for what purpose?_ asked Sir Sun.__t is all for the same purpose, Timothy._ The empty that wish to be full.
You__e a talking cat?_ Endora asked with a look of disbelief on her face.__y, my, my, aren__ you the bright bulb of the bunch,_ he replied with a bit of snarky smugness. __ell me then, bright-bulb, do you suppose that I need your permission to talk just because I__ a cat?_ He raised his paw to his face, admiring his newly gnawed manicure. After he observed the last nail, he slapped his paw down on the floorboards, making a low thud sound. __ecause I don__,_ he smirked.Endora was taken by surprise at his rudeness. She stared back at him, speechless and not quite sure how to respond. __re you a magic cat?_ Mila busted in with a question that seemed as silly to her as to the cat.He glared and narrowed his eyes at her. __ magic cat,_ he said, standing up to arch his furry back. __s my talking some sort of magic to you? If it is_ then I am._ He stretched his back higher and let out a long purr that turned into, __urrhaps, you four little witchy girls should clearly refine your meaning of magic so you know what it means before you say the word magic._ __ rather am quite fond of talking cats,_ Selena said with a big smile. __f course, you__e the first one I__e ever seen.__he cat narrowed its eyes tighter. __ndeed,_ he said, letting out a yawn as if the whole conversation were a bore. He leapt off the porch and dash away, mumbling and grumbling his way down the corridor. Selena looked over at Endora. __ude little snot, isn__ he?_ she said.
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You__e a talking cat?_ Endora asked with a look of disbelief on her face.__y, my, my, aren__ you the bright bulb of the bunch,_ he replied with a bit of snarky smugness. __ell me then, bright-bulb, do you suppose that I need your permission to talk just because I__ a cat?_ He raised his paw to his face, admiring his newly gnawed manicure. After he observed the last nail, he slapped his paw down on the floorboards, making a low thud sound. __ecause I don__,_ he smirked.Endora was taken by surprise at his rudeness. She stared back at him, speechless and not quite sure how to respond. __re you a magic cat?_ Mila busted in with a question that seemed as silly to her as to the cat.He glared and narrowed his eyes at her. __ magic cat,_ he said, standing up to arch his furry back. __s my talking some sort of magic to you? If it is_ then I am._ He stretched his back higher and let out a long purr that turned into, __urrhaps, you four little witchy girls should clearly refine your meaning of magic so you know what it means before you say the word magic._ __ rather am quite fond of talking cats,_ Selena said with a big smile. __f course, you__e the first one I__e ever seen.__he cat narrowed its eyes tighter. __ndeed,_ he said, letting out a yawn as if the whole conversation were a bore. He leapt off the porch and dash away, mumbling and grumbling his way down the corridor. Selena looked over at Endora. __ude little snot, isn__ he?_ she said.
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