Chapter 17 - Eye of the House Cat

I was laying on something soft, feeling my hair being brushed when I awoke. It felt nice. Familiar, in a way. It would have felt nicer had I been in Lily form. Which I realised, half awake, I wasn’t in. I sighed and shifted to it, smiling to myself as I did, before my brain caught up. My eyes burst open, and I sat up as fast as a suborbital plane, taking in my surroundings. I was sitting on some sorta thin floor mat. I was in a gym. And the lady who had knocked me out was sitting next to me, hands pulled back in surprise, slight worry on her face. “Okay, ma’am, you have three sentences to tell me who the fuck you are before I deck you in the face with a flaming fist for kidnapping me.” I raised my fist to nail my point home. Oh, I wasn’t even tied up? Bad move if she was evil.