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Muca marched down the road until she reached Derp's castle.
This castle shall soon belong to my Master, and my life will become a feast.
Her heart raced at the thought of how she would no longer scrounge for scraps or sleep outside in the rain, shivering in the cold. With her magic, cunning, and sheer force of will, she would outwit the ogre at his own game. After many months of observation, she knew his pride would be his downfall.

She slipped into the castle through an open window, a favored way for cats to enter a home uninvited, and pattered across the stone floor until she reached the sumptuous dining room with a huge oak table that would soon bear her Master's rich and hearty meals. Derp slumped in a chair, ripping at a turkey leg with big, yellow teeth.

She stood as tall as her lithe form allowed, catching Derp's surprised eye. She shifted her weight to one hip to give him a teasing look at her as her tail twitched with excitement.

"Good day, dear ogre," she said in her oiliest, smoothest voice. She tossed a dried cow patty on his clean rug. He reacted exactly the way she expected he would. He jumped to his feet, knocking over the chair, face beet red with rage.

At that moment, she had him under her spell, and she would win her game of wills. She grinned, baring her sharp teeth "You've abused the people of the village long enough. My Master, the Marquis of Carabas, will steal your lands. I'm here to make that happen."

With a swell of schadenfreude, she knew she would succeed.

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