Disclaimer: I don't own Alice in Wonderland. But I hope to pull off an Alice in Wonderland Wicked someday.
"My lady," called out the Cheshire Cat, roaming down the long hallways of Glass Castle, "My lady we need to go."
"Chesire," a faint voice whispered.
The cat replied, "My lady, I'm coming," leaping off the balchhknown to man.
As the Cheshire Cat neared the voice, her paws became wet. Water in the hallway is there a leak? Looking down at her paws, she saw them coated in red. Blood? She thought looking at it. Glacing down the hallway, she noticed a bloody trail on the same as the voice. "No!" she screamed out, tears welling up in her eyes. No, it can't be my lady's, she thought, she's perfectly fine, probably just a rebel's.