Third Person's POV
Hearing the name "Toasty," Mortimer instinctively glanced in Seraphina's direction—only to see a cat sprawled on Dash, kicking its legs vigorously. It meowed as it ran toward Caldwell, moving both left paws together in an oddly synchronized gait.
Caldwell crouched down, scooped the cat into his arms, and scratched behind its ears. "Don't cause trouble, okay? You only get this meal because of me, so you need to behave, understand?"
Toasty didn't understand, but it answered with excited meows, overflowing with affection.
Mortimer, however, caught the implication in Caldwell's words and let out an irritated laugh.
But when he realized that Caldwell's cat was also named "Toasty," his expression grew even darker—the implication was painfully obvious.
"Caldwell, did you
