It was all too easy to curl against Gerlinde, just like the kitty she had been formed to be.Even when she'd first been dumped in the Stalag's holding cells, she had never felt this helpless.  It made her angry - ready to do all of those things that Kluge was afraid she'd do - but she knew that she had to keep her head clear.  She pressed her cheek against Gerlinde's ample chest and focused on the other woman's heartbeat.