Wet Cats Don't Lie!

Bella POV

I watched hungrily as Flanagan gave me a steaming hot bowl of vegetables and rice. I sat in a corner by the fire basking in it's warmth as I wolfed down my meal.

The trio looked at me in amusement as I ate without looking up at anyone.

Ivy giggled, "So, our wet cat is hungry now is she?"

I barely looked up at her as I shoved more food into my mouth. I didn't care about her snide comments. I would clobber her later and give her a few bruises to remember me by.

Camus wordlessly took my bowl and piled up more food to me. I felt warmer now that food was in my belly and the fire had dried out my soaking wet clothes.

He asked, "Look Bella, we have given you food, warmth and shelter but you have given us a very sketchy set of answers. I need to know the truth. I know you are lying because your eyes go all shifty with me when you do that."