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Chapter 1
Bang-Crash-Clatter-Bang!
Sixteen year old Leila Monches bright yellow eyes snapped oped. A brief feeling of fear coursed through her body causing her claws to unsheathe, she quickly sat up in bed and looked around frantically. She did a quick sweep and inventory check of her light blue painted room, her cluttered white desk, and her slightly less cluttered white dresser. Then she realized that sound was probably her deaf grandma making breakfast for herself, Leila, and her brothers and sister. Leila yawned, stretched, glanced at the clock (it was 9:26) and decided that she probably won't be able to get back to sleep. She stumbled down the stairs in her blue starry pajamas into the kitchen. Her brother Ethan was already at the table eating a stack of pancakes. She sat down beside him and grabbed a stack of three for herself.
"Hey, what was that crash earlier?" She asked.
"Grandma" he simply replied. She should have known better than to expect him to answer in more than one word and went back to her breakfast.
She and Ethan looked very different from each other, actually, she didn't look like anyone in her family except her dad. All of her siblings and family had the traditional yellow fur with brown spots that most jaguars had, but her and her dad both had black fur. Speaking of her dad…
She finished up her breakfast, walked over to Grandma Jammu and signed "When are we going to see Dad today?" She asked. Her dad had been one of the many victims of the night-howler scheme by former Mayor Bellwether. He had disappeared last month when mom died in a car crash and apparently he had been attacked during his job by an otter turned savage, so when the police found him he was an emotional wreck. She couldn't wait to see him again though.
"Visiting hours are from twelve to eight, so Grandpa's going to take us some time after lunch. Can you go get your siblings down here soon, I don't want them to sleep all day." Grandma answered.
After signing a ,Sure thing Grandma, and clearing her plate she bounded up the stairs to her brother Matthew's room. She silently eased open the door that was plastered with signs that said 'Do Not Enter' and 'Trespassers Will Be Clawed On Sight'. She crept over to his black bed in his black room, crouched on the floor as to avoid any attacks by him, and yelled.
"GOOOOOD MOOORRRNIIIIING!"
She heard a scream that was muffled by a comforter and the rustling of sheets. She bolted out with the angry yell of 'Leilaaa!' clinging to her tail.
Next she went in her sister Rose's room. Rose's door was ajar and was white with carefully painted vines outlining it. Creeping in to the bright green room, she crept over to her sisters bed and climbed onto the far side of the white blanket. She started to repeatedly jump on the bed and yelling 'Wake. Up! Wake. Up! Wake. Up!'. She paused for a moment to peer down at Rose to see if she was a wake yet and saw the slightest sliver of blue eyes. She was about to resume her jumping and chanting when she felt something grab her ankle. Leila fell off the bed with a thump and looked up to see what tripped her. She found her sister giggling uncontrollably and realized that she had fallen victim to one of Rose's pranks.
Swatting Rose with her tail she said "There's pancakes for breakfast and we're seeing Dad after lunch. Oh, and Watch out for Matthew, he's probably a bit grumpy right now."
"What did you do?" Rose asked accusingly.
"Grandma asked me to wake you guys up, so I did." I replied.
She rolled her bright blue eyes "Yeah right. Now get out so I can change into real cloths." I left and decided that I should probably go get dressed to. When I got to my room and closed my plain white door and I went over to my desk to try and find my phone. Eventually I found it under the stack of papers that I need for my honers english summer project (was not looking forward to doing that). First I checked the weather (high of 87 and sunny with a scheduled rain shower this evening in the Jungle District) then checked my messages. I had a text from my lemur friend, Heather. She wanted to apologies to me for calling me a 'mindless predator that shouldn't be allowed near civilized prey'. She wanted me to come by some time and maybe we could go to the spa together. I wasn't sure if I wanted to forgive her yet but I texted back 'Sorry not today got 2 see my dad. Maybe Tuesday? TTYL'
I walked over to my closet and picked out a pink tank top and a pair of jean shorts. Today was going to be a good day and I knew it.
