Chapter 36: The Table’s Turned
They found the cat. Thanks to Callisto's strange ability, they've found Macaron. But now, another problem rose up.
Meow, meow! Meow!
"Oh, thank god, Ben is here," was what the cat said that only Callisto could understand. "I'm saved!"
Callisto wished she could ask what Macaron meant with their words, but she didn't want to make it seem like she was a weird person talking to an animal as if having a normal conversation with the boy next to her.
The boy tugged on the young lady's hoodie, panic settling in his gaze. "Please help her! She doesn't know how to climb down a tree!"
Meow!
"Yes," the cat added.
"I see," Callisto replied, her gaze never leaving the cat. "Let me think..."
This was when the problem struck Callisto.
She could hear sounds, pick up scents, feel things. But climbing up a tree to save a cat that doesn't have any clue how to climb down?
No.