“Hey!” Rascal called. “Hey you, little cat friend.”
Pudge woke to the masked bandit hollering at her from across the room.
“It’s chilly in here. Why don’t you go out and find some more wood and while you’re out there, scavenge up some more vittles for me,” Rascal ordered.
Pudge shook her head to wake herself. She wondered if she was hearing him