The undead mentor stared at the cat for a moment, expressionless, then flung it out with the same hand still holding its paw. "Where did this cat come from? It stinks."
The calico tumbled across the street in a series of wobbly rolls, then landed on its rear and sat there, dazed, staring straight ahead.
Rita's blank look was not only because Apache had tossed her out. The moment her paw brushed Apache's fingertips, the system had begun pinging You Are Being Watched on repeat. There were a lot of eyes on her.
Inside the alchemy shop, Kayden yelped, "You really didn't recognize her? I knew the second she winked at me."
The calico flipped over, sprang to its feet, scratched its hindquarters, then darted back inside. It trotted up to Apache, stood solemnly, and held out both paws, presenting a game pack in front of the undead.
