When Taj is gone Minx shape shifts into a tall woman. She yawns and stretches as if she has come out of a long sleep. John Henry looks at her amazed. She has long dark brown hair, blue eyes, and a white hooded cloak.
She walks around the drab room for what seems like hours. "It wasn’t by accident that you picked me what do you mean,” said John. Have you ever noticed the mark on your hand? It’s the mark of shen; it comes from an ancient line of royal cats," Minx replies. He shook his head and says,"I’m not a cat." "Of course not, silly," she said. He stood and looked outside the window.” You are very special John Henry, “ she said.
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