Littleflower climbed up and looked at the beast at the end of his bed. He was curious.
The beast stood up and walked around him, observing, all the while smiling. The beast was Old Cat. When the sanctuary gate was open, he had managed to sneak back in. Everyone was focusing on the xenogeneic monster and officer; no one had seen the cat sneak inside.
"You are Littleflower?" Old Cat walked around some more before sitting down in front of Littleflower. He looked at the child and smiled.
Littleflower nodded, and with curiosity, he asked, "Are you a cat?"
Old Cat had a cold sweat. His mouth twitched, but he still said, "Littleflower, would you like to play a game?"
"No." Littleflower shook his head.
"Why not? It'll be fun." Old Cat looked depressed.
"Mom told me not to bully animals." Littleflower spoke with seriousness.
