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“Hi there,” Derek said to the ocicat sitting in the middle of his new living room.  “Where did you come from?”  The cat’s tail just flicked back and forth, yellow eyes appeared to be judging him but Derek wasn’t sure how.  It was odd at least, most small animals didn’t like werewolves.  “You lost?”  More tail flicking.  “Shoo?”

“Derek,” Cora called from the guest room, “Who are you talking to?”

“There’s this weird cat,” Derek said, turning, “Did you leave my door open?”

Cora walked out and looked where he was pointing.  “What cat?”

When Derek looked back at the room the cat was gone, “I swear it was there, a grey, spotted cat.  Just sitting there, staring at me.”

“Seeing cats…you need some water big brother?”  Cora teased.

“I need to get my books out of the moving van,” Derek replied, “Move your butt.”

“The heavy stuff… Such a jerk,” Cora moaned.

“I’m paying you in pizza,” Derek countered, “And you eat a ton of it!  I swear there was a cat.”  He closed the door and didn’t see the cat sitting on the lower shelf of his TV table, tail flicking in annoyance.

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