After chaining up the white cat, Chelsea, Durandal took her back to the hall... then fastened the other end of the chain to a pillar. Only then did she head to the kitchen... to prepare cat food for Chelsea.
Durandal was very confident in her skills.
Her cooking might not have been as good as Rita's, but no cat could refuse the cat food she made. The white cat was rejecting her so fiercely right now, but once she got a taste of Durandal's cat food, she would definitely change her tune.
But this time, things seemed to be different.
As Durandal went off to prepare the cat food, Chelsea tried to remove the collar around her neck and escape. But before she could make a move, Sirin appeared before her and stared at her.
In that instant, Chelsea felt as though Sirin had seen through her. She hesitated... then imitated an ordinary cat and meowed at her a few times, following it up with the behavior a real cat should have displayed at that moment.
It had to be said that Chelsea's acting was incredibly good!
She had a natural talent for acting. Otherwise, she would not have been able to impersonate others time and again without being discovered. Now, whether in appearance or behavior, Chelsea was no different from an ordinary cat.
This dispelled Sirin's suspicions once again.
Durandal: Turn into a cat! Now!
Looking at the little white cat before her, Sirin smiled. She reached out again to stroke Chelsea's head, while curiously feeling her Cat Ears as well.
Chelsea felt utterly stifled. Durandal had only just left, and now another little girl had come over. This was really too much!
Before long, Durandal came over carrying the freshly made cat food and dried small