It means black kitten," I said with my pulse almost even again. Ares studied me. "And you're ok with them calling you their black kitten?" "They're wererats, Ares," I said. He frowned at me. "They're not calling me their little… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
One thing was certain, that the white kitten had had nothing to do with it-- it was the black kitten's fault entirely. — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
