Sun Mote Copse The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,

Well, duh. She was an honorary delegate of the UN Security Council, she'll have you know. On matters of home invasion by offending bits of bark and unfamiliar toes, Alyx was nothing short of an expert. How astute of Figment to notice his sister's potential! A well-time snap here, a teensy-weensy growl there; she was shaping up to be an excellent guard dog.

That is, until a piece of the papery bark fluttered off plastered itself to the roof of her mouth. Alyx's head promptly shrunk so far back that her neck seemed to disappear and her eyes blew wide open. Her brain quickly flipped through its little picture book of appropriate reactions as she wavered somewhere between gagging and snorting, but settled for rapidly flicking her tongue in and out of her mouth while sadly warbling, wughwaaughwaulghwaugh!