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... his cheek and found himself face-to-face with a lavender-furred cat perched on his chest, licking his face.
She was larger than any housecat, somewhere between a well-fed domesticated pet and a small wildcat. Maybe fifteen pounds beneath that thick, plush coat.
The cat paused mid-lick when their eyes met, and let out a rumbling purr.
Dante moved Death’s arm from where it draped across his chest and lifted the peculiar creature in both hands as he sat up.
"What a ...
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