"Got it," kitty responded, springing lightly into the air.
Moments later, it returned with a small chick clamped gently in its mouth and dropped it in front of Suzy.
Suzy pointed at the chick and looked at the little white snake. "Go on. Bite it. Let me see how strong your venom is."
The snake nodded, still a little dazed, and gave the chick a quick bite.
The chick collapsed and then, a moment later, scrambled back to its feet, chirping and hopping around as if nothing had happened.
Suzy's lips twitched.
"Your venom is way too weak. You can't even kill a chicken?"
So much for using it as a hidden weapon. At best, it could scare Wendy.
The little snake blinked, clearly sensing the disappointment radiating from Suzy.
She thought its venom was weak? No. It hadn't even used its full strength yet.
Ever since gaining awareness, it had learned to control the amount of venom it released. For that chick, it had used less than ten percent. That was why it survived.
