Sometimes having a new cat join the tribe isn't the best thing. Misto found himself in this situation with the newest newcomer. Somecat named Moace (Mo-ace) is stealing his soon-to-be mate, Rum Tum Tugger.
"Go, Moace, make me proud and take him for me. Make him not want my younger brother. You can't let them get mated next week. He must join our family, Moace. He is the one who was supposed to be your other father. You are the messed up cat you are because of your mother, Demeter. Remember these names : , Rum Tum Tugger, Jemima, Victoria, Munkustrap, and Alonzo. is the one that you are getting for me, Rum Tum Tugger is your uncle, Jemima is your half sister, Victoria is Misto's older sister, Munkustrap is Tugger's older brother and your uncle, Alonzo is Misto and Victoria's older brother." Macavity smiled at his best son, Moace. Moace was his only offspring with magic so he loved him.
"Yes, father. I will get him. Shall I get the others for you as well?" Moace grinned at the idea of what he could do with so many other jellicles at his command.
"No, Moace. Just get Misto for me. That's all we need to have it all." Macavity went to the door, pointed to the direction of the Jellicle Tribe, then left to join his henchcats in the watching of Moace go and get what was always rightfully his.
Moace jumped out the old window to the soft, green grass. He went the way his father pointed at full speed to make sure that he could get in before dark. Moace sung all the way to the tribe. "Misto, Misto, Misto why would you leave such a cat like my father? He is the best, more than likely better then that Tugger. Macavity!" There was much pride in Macavity as he fell to sleep to the lovely song.
Moace found the tribe in sort timing. He ran up to the gates but were stopped by two cats. "Let me through, you two. I'm looking for Demeter, she is my mother. She is at this tribe, I know it. Please let me in to see my mother."
"Demeter isn't your mother. I don't trust this one, Alonzo." Munkustrap said with a serious tone, his normal tone.
" I don't blame you, Munkustrap." Alonzo to Munkustrap "Who are you, kit?" He said, facing Moace.
" I am Moace, son of Demeter and Macavity. I ran away from him in search of my mother." Moace tried to act like a helpless kit so that they would take him in. He watched Munk and Lonz discuss letting him into the tribe.
" You can stay with us for a day and we will decide if you are a good kitten that will do good to our tribe. Come with me, Moace." Munkustrap said to him, his voice becoming more soft and fatherly.
Moace followed Munkustrap to a small den with other kits his age and two older cats. " Hello, everyone. I'm Moace, son of Demeter and-"
Munk covered Moace's mouth with his paw. " This is Moace, everyone. I expect you all to treat him well. I must leave now, thank you for your respect and attention." Munk then left the den and went back to his watch.