Arthur Jameston
Nila helped me get up, but my waning strength wasn't enough to hold onto her. I knew Ashe was furious at the question of our father's disappearance. I shifted to a cobra and stated to Ashe, "If memory serves, I wounded our father. He could be leaving a trail of blood, thanks to me."
Ashe picked me up gently and whispered, "Then we better find him before we lose him. Where do you think he went?"
I flicked my tongue several times in different directions, then caught the scent of a cat. The scent was almost like...Suddenly I hissed. "He has my cat," I hissed. "He has Isis held captive." I slithered away and bared my fangs. If anybody is going to handle Isis, it's going to be me and Nila. Nobody touches my cat without my permission but Nila.
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