Swearing and growling under her breath, Stealth quickly stalked after Keith and Chel.
Fly, who had been watching down one of the other hallways, just in case there was any shouting directed at him, bounded out of his hiding place and after Stealth.
The winged cat tried to catch his tail under one paw as he passed, but missed. The squirrel lept into the air and landed on top of Chel’s head. Stealth grimaced, hoping that Chel would tell him that he had to stay behind.
She didn’t.