“She likes you,” said Mrs Karen, as the great cat turned and disappeared into the bushes. Freddie looked up at her and could not help but smile. On their way back to the village, the night wind rustled the leaves in Spinney’s Acre as if the trees themselves were shivering. Moonlight illuminated the path ahead. Freddie sensed that they were being watched. He paused and peered back between the trees. For a second, he thought that he saw the fiery eyes of the great cat.