The Tale of Mozart the Meerkitten

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Ok I re-wrote this part in here and hopefuly it'll do better now.;)

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“So that’s why nobody’s about to greet us. Well boys, seems we have some troublemakers on our paws, eh?”
Shadow had just told Ribbony and his Catlition about Cogg, Tigerclaw, and the plantation. Of course, Catlition had been outraged with the news but were quick to act.
“What’ll we do Ribbon?”
“Yea, what’ll we do?”

“I’ll tell you what we’re a gonna do!
‘We’ll take em troublemakers out!
An’ bang em on their own big wall!
We’ll toss out tommy-o hawks at them
And drop em from the top ‘o thee wall!
Well we’ll shoot em with our arrows as they fall!
An’ send em twirlin’
Like em whirlin’ gigs in fall!
They’ll twirl till thee faaaaaaaaall!!!!!!!!
We’ll hang em by their toes,
An’ whack em in the nose!
An’ lick em in the freckled lake!
An’ shoo em out the door!
An’ afore they even know we’re there,
We’ll have stolen their very hair and underwear!”
The roaring laughter of Catlition and little Shadow was almost deafening. Shadow had never been so carefree in all her life, and for once she could actually be a kitten!
Shadow understood,
She could be a kitten!

She was so happy she began bursting out in a version of Ribbony’s song;
“Oh we’ll hang em by their toeses!
And thwack em on their noses!
And stick em full o’ tommy hawks,
An’ arrows from the bow!
We’ll make em fall,
Until the fall!
When the gigs whirl!
And before they even know we’re there,
We’ll have taken their very hair!”
“Ha , ha! Nice one miss Shadow!” laughed the big white cat called Explorer.

Smokey heard laughter nearby along with his sister’s voice. He scrambled down the tree towards the noise and low and behold he found his sister with five cackling cats!
“Hey whats all this about?” he squeaked.
Shadow laughed and said,
“Smokey, allow me to introduce you to these fine gentalcats…”

****

Jak couldn’t believe such a tiny kitten could be so defiant as to challenge him.
Him!
Jak the Fierce was being challenged by a pip-squeak sized kitten!

“Listen little kit,” he hissed quietly so only Mozart could hear him, “You’re a tiny baby, and I’m a big warrior cat, I can’t fight you! It’d be, it’d be…”
“Are you saying you’re scared to fight me? Makin’ up excuses to not fight me ‘s what it sounds like!” cried Mozart loud enough for the near bystanders to hear her.
“I am not making up excuses!” growled Jak, “I’d fight you but…”
“Look, I’m two and one half months old, same age as my brother, you afraid to fight a little two and a half month old?”
“I, it, but, how…” Jak spluttered.
“Yes or no will you fight me?”
“Fine! I’ll fight you, tiny cat! And I’ll win too!” growled Jak.

Five minutes latter Mozart, in place of her brother, was suited up in a chainmail shirt with her belt of Treasures (as she and her siblings took to calling it) around her waist. She held her sword high and in the waning light it glittered beautifully.
Jak wore the same outfit as before. He held up his sword and prepared to charge the kit. His plan was simple; Charge Mozart, disarm her, and make her admit defeat before blood was spilled. It was a simple plan that would have worked on most any little kitten…
Except Mozart.

Jak charged the little cat as he planned, but something happened he didn’t expect…
Mozart charged towards him, Jak had expected her to be still and wait for him to come to her, but no, not Mozart, she wasn’t going to play along.
Mozart charged Jak and then, when she was nearly to him, she leapt into the air and sailed right over his head so that his back was to her.
Jak turned, surprised and stared at her.
“Not so easy to beat am I?” she hissed.
Enraged, Jak leapt at her, claws out teeth bared, but Mozart was too quick. She nimbly dogged to one side, leaving Jak to land undignifiedly in the dirt.
Standing to his full height Jak spat out a mouthful of dirt and turned to Mozart who stood calmly to one side.
“You little!” he hissed and in his rage threw his dagger at the tiny kit. The dagger flew harmlessly over Mozart’s head without her even having to duck.
Howling with rage and humiliation Jak flung himself on Mozart. She whipped out her sword and cut his paw.
Then Jak and Mozart clashed swords. Blinded by his rage, Jak and gave Mozart a few wounds that could turn serious…
But this time there was no respite.
Mozart tried her best not to wound Jak, but her sword would slip every now and then and give him a scratch or two. Panting the tiny kitten stumbled backwards and Jak leaned over her. Mozart dropped her sword and Jak grinned madly at her.
“Give up yet, pipsqueak?” he hissed in her ear.
“Never!” and with that she launched Jak from her with her hind-paws. It amazed Jak that the tiny kit could throw him off, but it may not have surprised him as much if he had known how many brothers Mozart had.
Nevertheless, the feat left Mozart stunned for a moment. But Jak was also stunned. The force of Mozart’s hind-paws plowing into his stomach had knocked the breath from him.
Both opponents lay still for a moment, then simultaneously stood up.
“I don’t want to f-ight you no m-more.” said Mozart shakily.
Jak realized what he had been doing to the tiny kit. Gasping for air he saw the brutality that he had inflicted on the kitten. She had a few gashes, one on her head, and another on her leg, some small scratches. Then he looked himself over and found, surprisingly, he had barely any wounds from her. Little scrapes and his injured paw, and the rest from Caspian. He shook his head then said to the baby.
“Is that admittance to defeat?”
Mozart raised her head and spoke surely,
“I won’t give up until you do, or until I die.”
Jak was amazed by the valor of Mozart. She watched him carefully and cautiously, she was weary, but brave, and tried not to show any signs of weakening.
“Then,” Jak quivered, “I admit defeat to you, little one.”
Surprised murmurs echoed through the assembled creatures.
Mozart stared at him and retaliated,
“Then I admit defeat to you, my oppressor.”
More muttering followed.
“May I have the honor of knowing whom I address, my noble companion?” asked Jak.
Mozart smiled.
“Mozart. Mozart the Meerkitten.” She said, “And you, your name sir, is-?”
Jak was stunned but managed to gasp,
“Jak. Jaklikeo the fierce.”
“Jaklikeo is a nice name.” said Mozart, “May, I um, just call you Jak?”
“C-course, er, of course. Er, um, those are some nasty wounds I gave you, er, wanna have some help bandaging them?” he stuttered.
Mozart shrugged.
“Ok, bring Caspian, will you?”
“Caspian?”
“My brother, who you dueled first.” Mozart explained.
“Oh, yea sure.” He said, but he seemed to be somewhere else, a different time and place…
Mozart half walked, half stumbled over to a part of the wood.
“It’s nicer inside, you know.” said Jak absently.
“But then too many creatures would see what I’m gonna do. I trust you Jak, so don’t tell anyone I mean anyone, what you see.” Then she produced her cordial, took a sip and instantly, her wounds were healed.
Jak’s mouth hit the ground for the second time that day.

****
 
OMG I LOVE MOZART! OK, all your charies are just so lovable! And yes I mean all of them ;) Ribbony's funny and I love Shadow. Update soon!
 
OMG I LOVE MOZART! OK, all your charies are just so lovable! And yes I mean all of them ;) Ribbony's funny and I love Shadow. Update soon!

um.... all my characters? Including Tigerclaw and Cogg? Oh dear.....

Ribbony is funny, him and his Catlition, they've got some good parts in this story.;)

moresies:

Shadow, Smokey, Frodo and Catlition crept through the bushes on the side of the slave compound. The group had found Frodo in his hiding spot saying that orange cat had been there.
That’s when Ribbony made up a plan.
Now they stopped. Ribbony turned to the group and said,
“Now listen here you lot, this is what we’re gonna do; we’re gonna have a Jailbreak!”
“Yay!” meowled three little voices.
“Shhh! But we gotta be quiet about it, don’t want old orange cat to know we’re breakin’ outta here!” warned Ribbony gently.
“Oh yea, sorry mister Ribbony.” whispered Frodo.
“Sorry.” whispered Shadow and Smokey.
Ribbony smiled.
“Sal right kittos. Now come on; you babies must have a mama, now don’t you?”
“Oh yes sir, we got a mama, and there’s Missy too, we gotta get her out.” Smokey nodded vigorously.
“Ho, ho now, we’ve got our work cut out for us now don’t we boys?” said Ribbony to his Catlition.
“Seems so Ribbon. Now should we split up, do’ya think? Or stick together?” asked Creamy.
“Stick together I say.” Explorer chimed in.
“I think Ex is right, the Catlition that stays together lives longer!” put in Brightheart.
The kittens snickered.

“But iffin we split up, half of us can get Missy and half of us can get the kits mum.” Clancy stated boldly.
“Hmm, good points all round.” Said Ribbony ponderingly, “Iffin we go one way we risk ourselves more, but iffin we go the other way we have less time… Oh what to do what to do.”
“Mister Ribbony, I got a plan.” Said Shadow quietly, “The gate is unprotected exactly ten moments every three hours. In those ten moments, the guards change. Iffin we could get mama out one time and Miss Missy out the next, we’d not be missed.”
“Oh ho, this little one’s got herself a plan, eh? Listen boys, she’s a smart one!”
“Well, and mama is a maids ‘ervant so I go in an’ get her an’ bring her out, then we get her out durin’ the guard changin’ and then go get miss Missy. Then repeat the process with Missy.”
“But iffin we do that, we gotta wait three hours till the guards change again!” hissed Clancy.
Smokey stared at him and said,
“You got a better plan mister?”

Clancy huffed and sat down at the edge of the group sulkily.
“Then we do Shadow’s plan. Lemme see, the guards changed a while ago, let’s say two hours, that leaves us one hour to prepare.”
“So who’s staying Ribbon?” asked Brightheart nervously.
“Hmm… Well I’ll go the first round with the kits and their mama and… hmm… Brightheart, since you look like you’re darn terrified boy,” Brightheart blushed, “An’ then the rest of ye ‘ll stay and get Missy, eh?”
“But Missy won’t know whats going on! One of us needs to stay to tell her!” squeaked Shadow.
“No. I want to get you kits out quick as I can.” Said Ribbony decisively, “That’s final.”
“Then let us warn Missy, please Ribbony, I’ll see to it myself.” said Frodo boldly.
Ribbony sighed, “Alright Frodo boy, you go an’ warn Missy. but you be back here afore the hour’s up, right?”
“Yes sir!” said Frodo, happy he could be in charge of such an important mission.
“Bye, bye, Shadow and Smoke!” he said, and ran off.
“Nice boy he is.” Said Ribbony fondly, “Lot like myself when I was young…. Alright now let’s hop to Catlition!”

(end chapter)
 
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Chapter eight
‘I’m not Lost!’


Midnight wandered through the forest. Behind him walked his loyal sister Flower. The two had followed Catlition for many days…. At first Catlition had been easy to follow, but when Ribbony and his gang (as they have been called) entered Wolf Woods they had become more elusive and harder to follow. Consequently Midnight and Flower had lost Catlition the second day into Wolf Woods. Now the two youngsters were hopelessly lost.
“Mid,” spoke up Flower, “I really, really think we’re lost.” She said for the umpteenth time.
“We aren’t lost!” Midnight spoke with a bravery he didn’t really feel, but he didn’t want to frighten his sister.
“Face it Mid, we’re lost and that’s all there is to it!”
“I’m not lost!”

***

“Toto we’re lost!” said Dorthy
“How do you know we are?” asked Toto
“Because we’re going in circles, I’ve seen this tree five times now!” she exclaimed
“Well ok, we just lost our direction, we aren’t really lost.”
“Denial.” stated Dorthy
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
“Not!”
“Are!”
“Fine you win, I’m not in denial though.” Said Toto a bit crossly.
“Denial.” Whispered Dorthy
“Ugh, ugh, ugh!” Toto hit his head on his paw.
Dorthy giggled.
 
Yes I have many more characters yet to introduce.:D;)
We shall see, we shall see.:p

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Dorthy stopped running.
“It don’t hurt any more Toto.”
“I know. And now I’ve no idea where Caspian and Mozart are either.”
“I hope nothin’ bad happened to them.” Said Dorthy chokingly
“T-they’ll be a-ok Dorthy, I kin feel it.” said Toto “An’ if they aren’t then we’ll rescue them, right?”
“R-Right!”
“Then let’s go!” said Toto, and they took off running again.

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Cogg stared down at his immense plantation. It was worked by many slaves, and guarded by warriors.
None could come in, and none could go out.
It was the way Cogg liked it.

A coyote walked up to the large wolf.
“Things are going well my lord.” It growled to his master.
“Good. Are the slaves being kept under control?”
“Yes master. We have put down every sliver of rebellion present.”
“Any killed?”
“None. Ha, when we threatened their youngsters they promised to be good, they did. Wouldn’t never try to rebel ‘gain. Haha”
The huge wolf looked down at the plantation again.
“Bring that little black cat to me.” He hissed to the coyote.
The creature ran to do his master’s will, for none disobeyed Cogg the great wolf.

The tiny black cat was brought before Cogg. She looked terrified when she saw the great wolf.
Cogg laughed at her.
“Now listen you cat, I have a job for one like ye.”
“Y-yes m-m’l-lord.” stuttered back the kitten, who was hardly more than a babe.
Cogg laughed again, “Then you shall become my servant, cat! Now tell me, what is your name?”
“S-Shadow, s-sir.” stammered the kit.
“Then be swift and get me some food, now.”
The terrified little kitten though was frozen in place, unable to move to do as she was told.
One of the guards knocked her with a stick, causing her to tumble over.
“I said,” began Cogg again, “To get me some food, NOW!”

Suddenly there was a wild shout, and out of nowhere two kittens appeared.
“Let ‘er be you big bullies!” shouted one of them defiantly, he was small and gray with white lines down his sides and intertwined on his small, brave, face.
“Yeah do it tu’ us instead!” cried the other who was slightly smaller than the other, with darker gray hair and less prominent white stripes.
“Get them!” howled Cogg, “Get the rebellious rascals!”
“Run Shadow, we’ll hold em off!” exclaimed the first kitten.

Shadow was spurred into action by her brother’s cries. She darted underneath the guards and ran into the palace faster than an arrow from the string.
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Stopping here.
 
Kittens are cute, but I highly doubt they can do anything until they're grown.

1. Its fantasy, 2. They can inflict damage with their claws and teeth, I know this from experience;)

You are right though that they can't do much in fighting or anything with grown cats until they are older, but its fantasy, and stranger things in this world have happened.:);)
 
No! You know what i mean.

Anyway great updates! FLOWER!! Sorry..... I liketh Flower.

Just messin with ya.:D:p

Flower is a Meerkitten.:D Caspian is Narnia-kitten, Frodo is a LOTR-Kitten, I need an Anthropos kitten....:p

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Dorthy peered out of the brush. A spectacular but menacing sight awaited her… Cogg’s Fortress.
Not knowing she should be wary Dorthy sauntered up to the huge walled fortress.
“Lookit this! I could break in here with my eyes closed!” she said to Toto.
“Then let’s see you get out of it then, little cat.” hissed a voice from above.
“Dorthy look ou-” but Toto was too late. Four arrows attached to a net fell onto his sister. Dorthy thrashed about like a fish out of water trying to get loose. But it was in vain, for, the net was tightly secured.
A rat stalked down from the wall. Standing over the net he said,
“Well, well, what have we here?”
“You’re all cowards!” cried out Dorthy
The rat walked around the net.
“Who dares say any of Cogg’s army are cowards?” he hissed
“Yes, where did you hear that nonsense, baby cat!” laughed another of the rats.
Dorthy held her head high as she could under the net and said,
“My mama said any creatures who are mean to little ones are cowards!”
“Ha!” said the first rat, “Then your mother was an old coop!”
“I can’t believe you just called my mama an old crop!” cried Dorthy distastefully, “And anyway I bet you are all cowards.”
“I otta…” the rat raised his whip.
Toto could take no more.
“Cowards! Bullies! Leave her alone!” said Toto stepping forward.
Leave my sister, take me.” He hissed
“Ha, ha, two kits with one net!” hissed the rat.
“Leave her alone, you can take me instead.” The little cat said bravely.
“Ha, ha we’ll let her go… To the cells! Ha, ha, get movin’ you lazy furrballs!”
Dorthy was taken out of the net and tied kicking and screaming.
“We’ll get out you’ll see! Won’t we Toto?”
Toto said nothing aloud. He held his golden head high and hissed under his breath,
“We are always gonna be free, in a way no evil could ever understand.”

****

“Midnight, for the last time we are lost!” howled Flower.
“Really Flower this time I found the trail!”
“You’ve said that ten times now Mid… We. Are. Lost!”
“I. am. Not. Lost!”
****

Clancy peered over the bush where he, Explorer and Creamy were hidden, waiting for Frodo to come back with Missy.
“Psst! Ex, they’re bringing some kits in! We gotta help!”
“Ribbony made his orders clear Clancy. We would be easy targets for those wall archers iffin we moved. Still, remember em kits, they may end up bein’ important latter.”
Explorer didn’t know just how true his words were.
 
Ok, here is more:

Chapter nine
Much ado for escaping​


Tori wasn’t an old cat. On the contrary she was quite young and beautiful. Tori had been only a small cat when she was captured by Cogg. Her home was far from here in peaceful woodlands. She had been a prisoner most of her life, but was determined her kits wouldn’t have to live a life of slavery as she had.
‘Someday I’ll get my babies free.’ She thought.
That day was coming sooner than she may have thought.

Tiny Shadow, aided by Brightheart, scampered down the passages. Despite her being much smaller than he Brightheart found himself having to trot to keep up with the frisky kitten.

“Stop!” hissed Shadow, when Brightheart had caught up he looked quizzically at the little cat. Shadow pointed a shaking paw at a large figure standing in the hallway.
Cogg the wolf king.
Cogg was larger than any creature Brightheart had ever seen. The wolf was large even for his own kind, let alone the other creatures.
“That ole boy ‘s bigger than Rib ‘n Ex put together!” hissed Brightheart.
“What’ll we do Bright?” asked a shaking Shadow.
“First we wait.” Said Brightheart wisely, the young cat knew that he couldn’t challenge something that big and live, let alone carry out the mission and keep Shadow safe.

So Shadow and Bright waited as Cogg talked with one of his officers. Strands of what they were saying carried in the room, so the two waiters could hear them clearly.
“Ye say you captured two young cats eh?” said Cogg
“Yes sir, found em sneakin round the wall, one of em said they could break in any ole time… Ha we taught them!” said a rat.
“Hmm, they locked up tight in the dungeons?”
“Yessir, they’re in there good’n tight.”
“Good.” hissed Cogg dangerously, “Go now rat and attend to you duties before I get tired of your rambling.” growled the wolf.
Stumbling away the rat made a hasty bow. In his rush to get out of the wolf’s presence the rat nearly ran into Brightheart and Shadow. Thankfully the two were saved by a pillar in front of them. Cogg watched as the rat hit the pillar then darted down a hallway. Laughing at the creature’s clumsiness the wolf stalked off to other things.

When the footsteps of the wolf had retreated into the hallway and could no longer be heard, Brightheart risked a look around.
“Shad girl I think he’s gone. Right c’mon hop to let’s find your mum.”
Shadow nodded silently.
The two creatures scurried down the passageway.

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Good update but to short.
*waits for more*

Really it wasn't that short... I can show you what short really looks like though if you want.:p j/k.

ok fine, heres more:

Frodo peered out of a bush. After the coast was clear the little cat darted forward.

Missy was going about her normal chores hoping the three kits were alright when she heard a small voice.
“Psst! Miss-y! It’s me Frodo!”
“Frodo, little one, where are you hiding?” hissed Missy quietly, “Are the other two with you?”

Frodo popped out of the undergrowth in front of Missy.
“Missy I come to bear a message, no wait that’s not right, Miss Missy I come with tidings from, no that’s not it either, oh what to say! Oh yeah I remember; ahem, Miss Missy I bear a message from Catlition of tidings of escape.” said the little cat importantly.
Missy stifled her laughter and remained composed and serious.
“And pray tell young messenger, who be Catlition?”
“Catlition! Ribbony’s Catlition of course, er, ma’m.”
“Ribbony! That young rascal! I watched him grow up I did; now he’s got himself a Catlition, whatever that is, and has forgotten old Missy I guess.”
Frodo shrugged, “Ribbony is gettin’ mama out an’ me an my sibblins and you ah too Missy! Ribbon’s got himself a plan and I’m a helpin by telling you!”
“Speak proper young one!” said Missy reprovingly, “So Ribbon’s got an escape plan and I’m going, eh? Right lead me to him!”
“Not so fast old one!” hissed a voice from above, “You’re not getting out, neither is that brat kitten, nor anyone!” Tigerclaw leapt down from a tree in front of them.
“Mister Ribbony an his Catlition ’ll take care o’ you, ya big meanie!” cried little Frodo.
“Frodo what’ve I told you about talking properly? Now look here you insolent excuse for a cat,” Missy’s words stung Tigerclaw like bee stings, “Get outta my way or I’ll yowl so loud this whole compound will come a running like so many angry ants! To the count of three; one, two, thr-” Frodo stopped Missy there and howled at the top of his tiny lungs,
“CATLITIOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

“What on the earth was that Ex?!?” exclaimed Clancy.
“Sounds like lil Frodo is in trouble, better go help!” hissed Explorer.
Sounds of the war-cries of Catlition could be heard echoing off the walls of Cogg’s fortress.
“CHARGEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!” “CATLITIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

****
Toto and Dorthy were dragged down to the dungeons. Dorthy was kicking and screaming as she was taken down and it took three guards just to hold her.
“You’ll never take me alive, cowards! We won’t be in here long you’ll see. Ha! Lemme go so I can fight ye properly!” cried the defiant kitten.
Toto on the other paw, was quiet and reserved. He kept calm collected and allowed himself to be brought down to the dungeons of Cogg.
“Dorthy, stop fighting, it’s not doing any good and all you’re accomplishing is using energy, and we’ll need every ounce of it if I’m not mistaken.” hissed the young tom quietly.
Dorthy immediately ceased her thrashing and yelling. She would not obey her captors, but she would obey her elder brother.
The pair were thrown in a cell together and locked in. Two guards stayed at the entrance of the dungeon to see that the prisoners were kept in line.
“Oh Toto,” whispered Dorthy, “What are we gonna do?”
“For now get some rest; we’ve had a long day, I know you’re tired, and so am I. We’ll think of something, after we get some rest.” said Toto as he stifled a yawn.
Dorthy nodded and was soon fast asleep.

Toto looked out of the only window in their cell.
“Please help me figure out how to get us out.” He whispered quietly.

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Everything's to short for me :p
OMG This story is the best! I love it. It's cute and funny and everything. Keep it up!

Yeah my mom said I write really well. I try to incorperate those things into my writing, and I have great inspiration. *looks out window at cats*

Bet you'll like this part:

As evening light waned a battle was fought in the work-yards of the plantation of Cogg.
Explorer, Creamy, Clancy and Missy were up against the slave-guards headed by Tigerclaw, Frodo didn’t count for much in the eyes of the grown-ups because he was only a kit.
Different battle cries echoed through the plantation; slaves looked up from their work, guards stood at attention at their positions, young ones stared and some joined in the fierce cries;

“CATLITIOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!!!” “FREEEEEEEEDOOOOOM!!!!!!!!” “CHAAAAAAAARGEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!”

And those of the evil ones;
“COOOOGG!!!” “KIILLL!!!”


Dorthy woke with a start at the loud ruckus. Toto stood looking out of the window at the scene in front of them.
Dorthy joined her brother.
“Over here, over here!” she cried in vain, for the noise of battle blotted out all other sounds.

Missy was held down by five rats, she couldn’t get up, nor could she see what was happening in other places of battle.
Explorer had killed three of the guards who assailed them. He started to run to Missy’s aid, but was leapt on by a fox.
Creamy held his own in a circle of foes, swinging his paws around the ring of evil which threatened to overwhelm him.
Clancy dodged, bit, scratched and lunged as needed. At one point he jumped up and kicked out with his legs, sending unconscious foes into the melee.
Missy made a few vain attempts to escape her captors, but could not. Then she heard a voice above her which she instinctively knew.

“Well old granmother cat, now I’ll finish you!” Tigerclaw sprung, but a tiny voice cried,
“You leave Missy alone ya big ole mean cat!” tiny Frodo appeared out of nowhere and pounced onto Tigerclaw. The rats holding Missy down had fled when Tigerclaw came up, so the she cat rolled over before Tigerclaw landed on her. The huge orange cat landed on thin air, while being tormented by little Frodo.
“You a bad cat! I put you in your place!” squeaked the little creature.
“Yeeeow! Let go o’ my ear you little!” cried Tigerclaw as he tried every way he could think of to toss the kitten off his back. Actually though Tigerclaw only made it worse for himself, every time he tried to throw Frodo off, the kit dug his sharp claws deeper into Tigerclaw’s back.
Missy laughed helplessly as the small kitten tormented the terror of the slaves and free creatures.

****

Shadow ran quickly after her mother, with Brightheart bringing up the rear. The rescuers had been spotted by some soldiers who had been wandering in Cogg’s palace.

“Get back here you little…!” one of them cried.
“The slaves are escaping! The slaves are escaping!” called another.

“Keep runnin’ Shada, I’ll hold em off.” whispered Brightheart.
“But Bright….”
“That’s an order Shadow.” said Brightheart grimly, “Now be a good little warrior and get your mama out, I’ll be fine.” Then the young tom whipped around and pounced on the first creature he saw.
Shadow ran after her mother saying, “Bright said we gotta get out now, he’ll hold off the mean creatures.” Tori nodded at her kit’s report. Turning back the young mother cat choked back her tears as she watched Brightheart valiantly trying to fight off their pursuers. The young tom was outnumbered, and more vermin came from nowhere it seemed.
“Keep runnin’ Shadow baby, and don’t look back.” whispered Tori. Shadow wanted to look back though, but she was a ‘good little warrior’ and did as she was told, keeping her eyes ahead.
(end chapter)
 
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Extract from next chapter:

‘The price we pay,
Is sometimes great,
But other times,
It’s very small.
Sometimes we give,
Our life,
Other times,
We give a part.
War brings grief,
And sorrows too.
So many things,
Are wrong,
But yet we live,
In this place,
Safe it seems,
Till War and Darkness come,
And seem to overwhelm us all!
Yet it is,
The price we pay,
To keep all,
We love safe.
We’ve died and lived,
Defending, Dying,
For all those,
Who are now free!
We give them life,
But the price we pay,
May be our own life too.’
 
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