Yarnaby stopped...he could tell someone was there. The scent, and the sound of footsteps. The yarn kitty would then find and spot the brunette, letting out a bit of a screech, probably to alarm her...since he himself was alarmed by her presence.
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Doesn't help the place had been eerily quiet . By now something
would've turned up , a critter , a body among scattered documents
left by those in charge .
Nothing , except for the faint remnants of perfume .
The brunette not taking any chances to possibly endure
another creature .
would've turned up , a critter , a body among scattered documents
left by those in charge .
Nothing , except for the faint remnants of perfume .
The brunette not taking any chances to possibly endure
another creature .
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