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“Look at the creature. She is magnificent,” I whispered in awe. “Small but mighty.”
The cat stopped hissing and, with her attention solely on me, sat down, huffed, and then began regally licking her paw with her eyes closed. She stopped after five licks with her pebbled tongue and looked at me again. She was showing off for me. I grinned.
Charlie scoffed but also spoke to the cat softly, “And the most annoying thing in the world. Hey, Clawdicat, welcome to the party. These aliens are here for shopping and a good time.”
“I am Zaide.” It was only right to introduce myself.
“She’s a cat. She doesn’t understand you. And stop flirting. It’s weird.”
I ignored him. I sensed a deep understanding in this creature and slowly got out of the bed and moved toward her. She continued to lick her paw as though she was completely unaware of me. I held my hand out close enough for her to see. She paused and hesitantly sniffed it before pushing her head into my large fingers and making a trill sound.
“What is it doing now?” Savida whispered to Charlie fearfully.
“She’s purring. It means she’s happy.” Charlie sighed.
“Are you happy, fierce little cat? We won’t hurt you. There is no need to hiss in anger at us,” I cooed and stroked her fur.
“I’m starving, so I’m going to put some food on.” Charlie walked out the door with Savida at his heel, interrogating him about the morning meals available to him.
“It’s interesting,” Daithi began. “This cat was resting on Charlie’s lap in the vision that began our communication.”
I realized that the cat in question had stopped with her happy noise and instead was staring intently at Daithi. There was intelligence in her eyes. Beautiful violet eyes. They flicked to meet mine briefly before she flicked her tail and padded after Charlie to the kitchen.
Charlie told us he was treating us to a traditional English breakfast, and admittedly, it was much more appetizing to look at than the last food. It also tasted pleasant, which was a surprise. While we ate, Savida asked Charlie about shopping in the human realm.
Clawdia batted at my hair while I ate. I swished it back and forth across the carpet until she pounced. Her little claws and teeth were not strong, and the slight stinging in my scalp was worth the frustration I could feel building in her as she tried to hold my hair still underneath her.
When she was tired, she came to the side of my chair, then jumped onto my lap and started sniffing at the food.
“Are you hungry, Little Cat?” I chuckled as she dragged a piece of bacon over with her paw. “Is that safe for her to eat?” I asked Charlie.
He scolded me with his eyes. “You shouldn’t let her eat off the plate. It teaches her bad habits. But bacon is fine for her.”
“I am so full of English morning meal that I can’t move,” Savida exclaimed and patted his stomach.
Daithi wiped his mouth. “That was delicious, Charlie. I heartily approve of the English’s taste.”
“Well, nothing goes better with an English breakfast than a cup of tea and an orange juice. Stay there.”
We didn’t enjoy the tea or orange juice as much as the morning meal, and our stomachs were so full that even Savida couldn’t muster up the energy to do anything other than watch TV. We learned about all the transport humans used, the buildings, the countries, and how creative they were.
Savida asked more questions than Charlie could keep up with. He was so interested in learning. Daithi looked on with a small smile as he watched Savida.
Clawdia sat with us, mostly on my lap, and made her noise of happiness, which settled my longing spirit. If I couldn’t find my soul pair, this soft, fierce creature would be a close second.
As though Charlie could hear my thoughts, he turned to me. “Can I talk to you for a second?”
“Of course.” Although I was confused about why he asked since he had already begun talking to me.
He stood up from the sofa, and the green pillow behind him fell down, making Clawdia’s head jolt toward the motion. I watched him walk toward his office until he turned around and noticed I hadn’t moved.
He laughed. “Just move her off you.”
Charlie mistakenly believed I hadn’t moved because Clawdia was on my lap. I ran a hand through her fur. “Did you not want to speak to me?”
“I do,” he replied. “Privately.”
“Ah.” I looked at the creature staring up at me. “Clawdia cannot join us?”
