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The Cat watched Coraline from where he laid on her bed as she worked on homework and new commissions she had gotten for the small sewing shop she had created to earn a bit of extra cash.
It had been years since Coraline and The Cat had crossed paths with The Beldam, but that honestly didn’t matter to him.
He stayed on guard constantly, making sure to keep an eye out for anything that could cause trouble or harm for the girl that sat at the desk in front of him.
During their horrifying adventure, The Cat had grown fond of Coraline and as the years carried on he had started seeing the girl as his own kitten.
He promised her silently that he would always be there to protect her and watch over her.
Sometimes his cat instincts got the better of him and he would bring her certain items, sometimes pretty things he would find that he believed she would like and other times bugs or lizards which Coraline would always thank him for before letting them go.
Of course, he understood why she would let them go, he was a creature of magic and knew that Coraline didn’t need anyone to hunt for her to keep her fed but he couldn’t help himself sometimes.
Then there were the times that he would lay on her back and try to keep her warm ort he would sometimes lick at her hair when he felt she needed to wash it.
Coraline never once got mad at any of his cat-like instincts though she wasn’t too pleased with the times that he hinted that she needed to wash her hair. No matter she still felt joy at knowing that The Cat cared for her just as much as she cared for him.
His instincts told him to take care of the child he saw as his own and he would do that no matter what.
Even if that child was a budding college-aged, seamstress who lived somewhat on her own.
Coraline was his Kitten and no matter how old she got she would always be his Kitten.