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"We'd reached the bottom of the mountain when Kenjii stopped. Her ears swiveled forward and she glanced up into the trees. "Cat," I said to the others. Corey looked at Kenjii, who was silently scanning the treetops. "Yeah, you can tell by the way she's going crazy, barking and racing around to drive off the despicable feline. Your dog is weird, Maya."