The Wolf is Coming Ch. 44
Emma was walking slowly on the street with Crookshanks in her arms. When she passed an alley, Crookshanks suddenly raised his head and sniffed the air vigorously. Before Emma could react, he broke free from her arms, landed lightly with his fat body, and then nimbly ran into the alley.
Emma hurriedly chased after him, and then found that the alley had almost become a concentration camp for cats and dogs; there should be more than 20 cats and dogs of different breeds at a glance, almost filling the alley. And among them, there was a person half-crouching to feed these little guys. The short silver hair was too conspicuous. Although the man was not facing the alley, Emma recognized him at a glance. This was Abraham.
After not seeing him for a while, he looked more like an ordinary human being. The dark gray long coat was the current popular style. The trouser legs of the jeans were tucked into the Martin boots. The navy blue knitted scarf was draped over the shoulders, one end hanging on the chest and the other end behind the back.
Abraham carried a bag and took out a handful of cat food or dog food from the bag from time to time, so the cats and dogs swarmed up, wagging their tails attentively, or rubbing against his feet, and then ate the food in his hand.
At this time, a particularly familiar orange fat cat squeezed out the other cats and dogs and jumped over, and took the bag of cat food directly from Abraham's hand.
"Crookshanks?" Abraham called uncertainly.
The fat cat immediately responded with a "meow", then ate the cat food in big mouthfuls, and tried to use its fat body to squeeze away other cats who wanted to grab food.
Abraham stood up subconsciously and looked in the direction where Crookshanks came from.
Emma had stood at the alley without knowing when, staring at the fat cat who was fighting for food with stray cats with her eyes wide open, and her hands hanging on both sides were slightly clenched, looking like she was disappointed with her son. When she realized that Abraham had seen her, the angry expression on her face suddenly froze.
Abraham smiled, and his tone was as familiar as if they had known each other for many years, "So you are on vacation, Hermione."
Crookshanks always looked lazy, and no one would have thought that he would be so exaggerated when snatching food.
Seeing that the orange fat cat had begun to use its weight advantage to press other cats to the point where they could not move, Emma deeply felt that her decision to ask him to diet and lose weight was a mistake; it was so embarrassing to suddenly jump out to snatch food when he was very hungry!
So she looked at the other cats and dogs in the alley, trying to find a topic for herself, "Are these... all yours?"
"Not really, they should all be stray dogs and cats in this area." Abraham said, and picked up a calico cat that was rubbing against his feet. "Food is not easy to find in winter. I saw that it was so hungry that it was just skin and bones, so I bought some food for them."
The calico cat in his arms meowed, and Abraham reached out to smooth its fur and scratched its chin. The calico cat squinted comfortably and made a "purring" sound.
The cold wind whistled, and the treetop that came in from the alley finally gave up its last leaf. The yellow and withered leaves that seemed to break at the touch spun twice in the wind and quietly fell into Emma's hair.
Without thinking much, Abraham reached out and picked the dead leaf.
Emma was startled by his sudden approach, and her heart beat faster. Then she saw the leaf in Abraham's hand and realized what he had just done.
"Thank... a-choo—" Emma sneezed loudly before she even finished saying "thank you".
"It's too cold, let's not stand here in the wind, or... go to my house and sit down?" Abraham pointed to the apartment building behind him and said.
Emma hesitated for a moment, but still shook her head modestly.
"Okay then." Abraham put down the calico cat in his arms, stretched out a finger and tapped Emma's shoulder, "Where are you going now? Home?"
"Yeah." Emma nodded subconsciously, and then suddenly found that her body began to warm up.
Just now... Abraham cast a warming charm on her?
Before Emma recovered from her surprise, Abraham had already walked towards the alley with his hands in his pockets, "Let's go, I'll take you there."
"Huh?" Emma was stunned.
"It's getting dark, it's not safe for a girl to walk outside alone."
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