“Are you sure it’s a good idea to stay hidden from our new friends right now, Wiggly? I was just getting used to the idea of company again,” Serilina said as she stroked the cat’s back. He purred in response.

They had found themselves in a series of tunnels and every time she felt Andy reach out across a web of intricate mana, Mr. Wiggles had batted the threads away from them. He was determined it wasn’t safe to rejoin them for whatever reason. So, instead, they had spent the last few days wandering through endless dark caves and tunnels. They reminded her of shelters her people had hidden in before the end. They hadn’t helped.

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“Wiggly, I’ve made a decision. Next time they reach out I’m grabbing them. I understand there is danger, but what if we can help? It’s not fair to leave them struggling all alone. No one deserves that. Remember?” The cat’s head sunk in some remembered agreement, and then he nodded.