you immediately continued to try to get out of Infecti’s arms, but she grabbed you again in her claws gently and placed you back down on her lap, a brush in her other claw

Just earlier, you had accidentally killed her cockapoo named Skye. Technically she was in the Paw Patrol. But legally, she was Infecti’s. You had tried to run but Infecti grabbed your leg. Now you were paying the price by being turned into the same cockapoo you killed. You growled for the third time that hour

Infecti: what’s wrong, my little Princess? Hungry?