Besides, your a cat.Its your nature to think your the center of the universe.”She stared at him blankly. “But I am the center of the universe.

…besides, i’m a cat. i respect the sanctity of sleep.

After an awkward pause, Bast extended his hand. Chronicler hesitated for a bare moment before reaching out quickly, as if he were sticking his hand into a fire. Nothing happened, both of them seemed moderately...

Maple. MaypoleCatch and carry.Ash and Ember.Elderberry.Woolen. Woman.Moon at night.Willow. Window.Candlelight.Fallow farrow.Ash and oak.Bide and borrow.Chimney smoke.Barrel. Barley.Stone and stave.Wind and water.Misbehave.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?” Chronicler snapped. “You’re just spouting nonsense now.””I’m spouting too much sense for you to understand,” Bast said testily.

Bast looked at him incredulously.”The whole world is burning down,”he said.”Open your eyes.

Oh you two look delicious,” Bast said, licking her lips. “No, no-er, I mean wonderful. Now, off you go!

Bast crouched down and began making weird chittering noises. Uh-oh. She was imitating birds. I’d seen enough cats do this when they were stalking. Suddenly my own obituary flashed in my head: Carter Kane, 14,...