[Her mind has already turned back to the matter at hand, a thousand thoughts flowing through her mind. There's got to be some trick, right, but what it is? Or is it just time related? Patience is not her virtue and she huffs, jaw clenching.
It is why she is several feet before she notes the meowing again, and glancing over her shoulder, she notes that the cat is indeed following her.]
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It is why she is several feet before she notes the meowing again, and glancing over her shoulder, she notes that the cat is indeed following her.]
I don't have anything!
[And now she's walking even faster.]