[ The camera feed shows black fur covering half the screen, pressed directly into the lens. The rest is a joggling view of ceiling and wall, somewhere in the school. A mechanical voice speaks first: ]
Turn left, then take the second doorway on the right.
[ There's a huffing noise, something small but very close to the speaker. The tablet is laid on the ground, and a black cat's face comes into view. It has the most remarkable purple eyes, and instead of meowing speaks in perfectly understandable, slightly British English. ]
Stop that.
4
The cat creeps through the school, keeping to the walls and hiding in shadows. It doesn't do much good, but it's instinct, and that makes it somewhat calming at least.
The sound of running feet fills the hall and he turns a corner. Mistaking the mortal in his path for a ghost, he hisses and arches his back. He may be small, but his claws are sharp and he is willing to fight.
The Cat || Tamora Pierce's Tortall
[ The camera feed shows black fur covering half the screen, pressed directly into the lens. The rest is a joggling view of ceiling and wall, somewhere in the school. A mechanical voice speaks first: ]
Turn left, then take the second doorway on the right.
[ There's a huffing noise, something small but very close to the speaker. The tablet is laid on the ground, and a black cat's face comes into view. It has the most remarkable purple eyes, and instead of meowing speaks in perfectly understandable, slightly British English. ]
Stop that.
4
The cat creeps through the school, keeping to the walls and hiding in shadows. It doesn't do much good, but it's instinct, and that makes it somewhat calming at least.
The sound of running feet fills the hall and he turns a corner. Mistaking the mortal in his path for a ghost, he hisses and arches his back. He may be small, but his claws are sharp and he is willing to fight.