Jellicle Families – to give you an idea of who's with who:
Old Deuteronomy is the son of Genesis, the previous Jellicle patriarch. Genesis had four sons: Deuteronomy, Exodus, Leviticus, and Numbers (called Gus by one and all, since his stage name was Asparagus). Exodus and Leviticus have already gone on to the Heaviside Layer, but Old D, as the oldest, and the youngest, Old Gus the theatre cat, are still waiting for their turn to journey to the next life. Gus will surely go this year or next, and, as soon as Munkustrap is able to fully assume responsibility for the tribe, Old Deuteronomy will follow.
Desendents of Old
Deuteronomy (by his mate Grizabella)
-
Munkustrap (by his mate
Demeter)
Exotica
Cassandra
Alonzo
-Rum
Tum Tugger (by his mate Bombalurina)
Jemima
-Macavity
(by Demeter, whom he
accosted)
Electra
Plato
Coricopat
Tantomile
Descendents
of Old Deuteronomy's Brother, Exodus
-Bombalurina
(by her mate the Tugger)
Jemima
-Demeter
(by her mate Munkustrap)
Exotica
Cassandra
Alonzo
(by
Macavity)
Electra
Plato
Coricopat
Tantomile
Descendents
of Old Deuteronomy's Brother, Leviticus
-Bustopher
Jones (by his deceased mate, Mira)
Mister
Mistofelees
Victoria
-Asparagus
(by his mate, Jellylorum)
Pouncival
Etcetera
-Skimbleshanks
(by his mate
Jennyanydots)
Rumpleteazer
Mungojerrie
Descendents
of Old Deuteronomy's Brother Old Asparagus, called
Gus
-Jellylorum (by her mate
Asparagus)
Pouncival
Etcetera
-Jennyanydots
(by her mate
Skimbleshanks)
Rumpleteazer
Mungojerrie
-Tumblebrutus
A Jellicle Moon
It was silent in the junkyard. A bright, white moon rose full above the skyline of London, and a cold wind howled. Out of nowhere, a small black, and gold cat appeared. The queen had a fierce, frightened look about her, and she looked around cautiously. The wind blew through, rippling her fur, and she let out a small hissss and ran for the safety of a sewer pipe. Macavity! she sensed. He always seemed to know when the Jellicle Tribe met, and he was very good at crashing parties... and Demeter was scared to death of him.
From behind an old jalopy slunk a sleek, silver tabby. He crouched on the hood of the rusty car, searching for an signs of his mate, brothers, or other Jellicles. He spied a sleek siamese on the edge of the junkyard, smelled the old railway cat approaching. He could hear his brother climbing far above his head, and he knew that it was time.
"Are you blind when you're born?" The call, like a secret code, brought more cats into his presence.
His mate answered him from the pipe, "Can you see in the dark?" and the invitation to the ball began. Demeter's children Coricopat and Tantomile came to him, and so did many kittens. Sweet Victoria came with her mother and brother, Misto. The cats began to sing and dance, crying out with joy and passion at the sight of seeing those that they loved. Munkustrap was nuzzled and licked by many kittens, and his heart swelled with pride as they looked up to him. Being the oldest son and the protector of the tribe made life difficult, but it was worth it. His father trusted him, his mate trusted him, and everybody loved him. When he was there, Macavity stayed in the shadows, and life was good.
Outside the junkyard, lurk in the shadows was exactly what the angry Macavity was doing. Years! he hissed to himself. Years of being an outcast for no good reason. Demeter is as beautiful as ever, but she hates me, thanks to that no-good brother of mine. Just because he was born first, that stupid Munkustrap gets everything. I hate him, and I hate everyone in that stupid tribe. The only one worth having is Demeter... Bombalurina isn't bad either. But, no, Tugger has managed to seduce her. And what does "Daddy, dear" do? NOTHING!
Tonight, he vowed, tonight Demeter will be mine... and the rest of those "favored" cats can sit all alone in their pathetic little tribe, dancing and singing the night away. And I will finally sing with Dem again. Finally.