Elissa didn't have the stomach for it, wincing when he brought his boot down on the animal. "Don't mention any of this to Anders," she muttered. It was bad enough he'd gotten her to have a soft spot for more than just dogs. He'd be absolutely crushed if he heard what'd been done to a cat like Pounce.

She turned back to the room and gave it a much more thorough look around before stepping inside, pleased to see no more movement. This one was larger, with a long table pressed in the center, chairs stashed around it. It was more difficult to maneuver around to check the entire room, but it was one of the few essential pieces there. She made her way to the back wall to look for signs of a second exit first.