The dish was known as a kitty birthday cake. It was two layers of chicken pate, covered in a thick gravy covering it. Cat treats were used as a middle layer and topping, then scattered around for effect.
Bastet extended one of her claws and sliced through the pate. She then licked her claw with that rough tongue and began to purr.
Clara and Hecate visibly relaxed. They knew that the cat goddess would play with her food, but Clara was not about to lure men for the goddess to torment and kill.
Bastet’s hands transformed back into a feminine form. She could grab the silverware and dig in.
Disclaimer: This novel is an work in progress and readers may encounter grammatical errors and inconsistencies. Please view this a draft and not a published work.
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