A roar in the distance —from a feline clearly more advanced in evolutionary terms— loud enough to put the smaller cat on alert.
The latter, driven by a sudden urge to break free and assert territorial dominance over the foster flat, urgently wriggled out of the harmless arms that rocked him and ran demandingly into the living room.
"Christ." Jackson drew his arm back with a wince. "Have you ever thought of flushing him down the toilet?"
"Again, is my neighbour's!" He had it coming, she thought. But wouldn't laugh and stoop to his level. She would allow herself a victory smile on the inside, however. "Come on, let me see."
They were nothing more than a few crimson spots caused by the fright. He would have licked them away if he could, no doubt. Just like his new furry admirer.
Jackson was in fact a bit like a cat, come to think of it. He could sleep anywhere, but always ready to run. His accuracy remained the same whether there was light or not. He’d eat anything off your plate the moment you took your eye off him.
Definitely a reflection for another time.
But at the thought of it, Catherine grabbed his wrist and led him back to where she'd been minutes before the intrusion, reaching down for one of the bottles.
He glanced around again. She was clearly trying to forge new routines with... anything apparently. Every bottle, jar or flask she posessed, laid out on the table in front of the couch.
He concluded she'd completely lost it and was sorting every single item from smallest to largest.
"None of your witch's brews!" He broke free from her grip, as if he genuinely was afraid of non-consensual poisoning. "Wasn't enough you stole a cat, you're casting spells as well?"
Catherine sighed at the memory of frustration. In the first weeks she had indeed struggled without the benefits of her routine's methodical precision. But now– now she was filled with the satisfaction of not having to put up with his nonsense day in, day out.
"It's povidone, Jackson." She pointed to the label. Something was definitely up.
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