Winter
“Kitty, please get down!” Dane yells for the tenth time, but Kitty doesn’t speak, nor does she step back from the ledge.
I don’t understand what happened. One minute, Kitty, Anita, and I were talking about Fenrir and me completing the mating process and how fantastic that was. We spoke about Kitty, Anita, and me going shopping, anything to make Kitty smile, and the next, we were standing on the roof. Kitty wasn’t herself all morning. She barely engaged in conversation, and she seemed spaced out.
Kitty ran from us, and we gave chase, but she was just too fast, and we couldn’t get to her in time. She ran to the top of the packhouse, up to the attic, and out through a hatch in the roof. Anita and I quickly followed, and Anita mind-linked Dane for help. I didn’t even think about call
