She had a cat’s structure—whiskers, wide-set eyes, flat nose—but the eyes themselves were amber with slit pupils that dilated not in darkness but in response to sound. When Elara whispered “Hello,” Miss F’s pupils flared into perfect circles, then shrank back to vertical slits. She was reading something. Frequency. Emotion. Maybe thought.
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