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Higgs found it easier each time he changed form. It was as though he knew every aspect of it now, and could slip in and out at will.
The cat trotted smoothly out of the shadows and down the stairs, his senses on guard. It smelled like the dogs and their guards had returned to the ground floor after their earlier chase. The cat proceeded cautiously, his human side still not trusting his nose.
Two flights down and he still hadn’t encountered any guards. He couldn’t be certain, but he recalled running up the wall from this spot to avoid the guards. Sure enough, the wall next to the staircase was scarred with claw marks from his earlier ascent.
But something had changed. The guards had gone.
He sniffed the air again, sorting through the troubling scents that rose from below, then conti
