Kyria squeals as she practically bounces in her spot and grabs my hands making me look at her as she says excitedly,
“When? Why are you only telling me now? What’s her name? Did you shift? Is she a Cheetah?”
I can’t help but giggle at her, my mood picking up just a little as I say,
“Kyria… Kyria… KYRIA! Calm down.”
I wait for her to stop bouncing on the spot and look at me. Then I take a deep breath and wait for the lecture. When it doesn’t come I say.
“She hasn’t told me what type of cat she is and we haven’t shifted yet. However, her name is Clara. She fully spoke to me the day the King rescued us, though she says that she has been with me for nearly my whole life…”
Kyria frowns, I know she is going to give me a lecture for waiting to tell her however I can see something else in her eyes something close to hurt which is confirmed when she asks.
“What do you mean? Has she’s been with you all this time? You never told me…”
I glance out at the storm before returning my eyes to hers,
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