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Silver whiskers and golden eyes gleamed in the dim crescent moonlight; the cat was a deep blue that faded into the shadows seamlessly.

The kittens with it all matched, except one that had a single snowy paw. I reached out to that one - it stood firm while the rest fled.

"Courageous," I whispered.

The kitten purred as it crawled onto my hand, curling up.

Then I climbed up the stairs and took my place on the witch-queen's throne.

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