Hello! Updated chapter here. Changing a few names, making it a bit better. Will update second chapter soon! This time I will not skip any scenes. STRAIGHT THROUGH THIS TIME.

Chapter One: Gacatriel's Prophecy

"The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I smell it in the air… Much that once was is lost, for none now live who remember it.

"It began with the forging of the Great Whiskers. Three were given to the Self-colored Cats, blessed with eighteen lives, wisest, fairest of all beings. Seven to the Scruffy Cat Lords, great miners and craftcats of the mountain halls. And nine… Nine whiskers were gifted to the race of Tabby Cats who, above all else, desire power. For within these whiskers was bound the strength and will to govern each race. But they were all of them deceived… for another whisker was made.

"In the land of the Litter Box, in the fires of Mount Hairball, the Dark Lord Sourbone forged in secret a Master Whisker to control all others. And into this Whisker he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life. One Whisker to rule them all.

"One by one the Free Lands of Middle-Pelt fell to the power of the Whisker. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of Tabby Cats and Self-colored Cats marched against the armies of the Litter Box. On the slopes of Mount Hairball they fought for the freedom of Middle-pelt.

"Victory was near!

"But the power of the Whisker could not be undone.

"It was in this moment, when all hope had failed, that Isilfur, the son of the Tomcat, took up his father's sword.

"Sourbone, the enemy of the Free Felines of Middle-pelt, was defeated. The Whisker passed to Isilfur, who had this one chance to destroy evil forever. But the hearts of Tabby Cats are easily corrupted, and the Whisker of Power has a will of its own. It betrayed Isilfur to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lsot.

"History became legend… legend became myth. And for two and a half thousand years the Whisker passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer."

"My Preciousssss…"

"The Whisker came to the creature Growlum, who took it deem into the tunnels of the Meowy Mountains. And there, it consumed him."

"It came to me. My own. My love. My… preciousness."

"The Whisker brought to Growlum unnatural numerous lives. For five hundred years it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Growlum's cave… it waited. Darkness crept back into the forests of the world. Rumor of a shadow in the East… whispers of a nameless fear. And the Whisker of Power perceived its time had now come. It abandoned Growlum.

"But something happened then the Whisker did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable…"

"Hm? What's this?"

"A Munchkin Cat… Pawbo Furrins of the Tuna Can."

"Oh! A Whisker."

"Lost! Lost! My Precious is lost!"

"For the time will soon come when Munchkin Cats will shape the fortunes of all."