Hey there. this is my first fanfic ever! be happy for me! Please review! Enjoy! here is a basic description of what miyela looks like, for later referance.
Miyela is about the same age as Victoria, maybe a little younger. She looks a lot like Jemima, except she has gold and scarlet fur colors. Has large, bright blue eyes. Her makeup is much like Jemima's, but she has 14 short brown stripes that circle her face, much like Munkustrap. She also has a small group of scarlet stripes around her mouth, much like Jemima.
It was late. Almost past midnight. The night air was cool and refreshing. The streets were totally empty, and the night silent.
Suddenly, a high pitched laugh cuts through the silence, and is suddenly cut off by a sharp "Shhhh!" a small cat pops her head out from behind a dumpster. Her fur is orange, black and white. She looks around slowly and quietly walks away from the dumpster, then whispers in the direction of the dumpster, "ok Mungo, all clear!"
another cat comes out from behind the dumpster, looking very tense. "Are you sure, Rumple? We don't want any of the tribe protectors to see us out so late, especially Munkustrap. Oh, if he catches us out this late, he will cut us into cat food!" Rumpleteazer visualized this for a moment, and couldn't help but burst into laughter. His head snapped around and gives her another sharp "Shhhh!" Rumpleteazer glared at him. He gives her a stern look. "Everlasting cat, Mungo! Sometimes you can be such a..." She starts to tell him off, but suddenly stops when she sees sudden movement across the street. Mungojerrie turned towards her, confused, and then turns to look at the approaching figure with mild interest. Who would be out and about this late at night?
The figure reaches a street light and hisses as it is bathed in light.
It is a cat, but not one Mungojerrie recognized. He slowly turns to ask Rumpleteazer if she knew this cat, then suddenly turned in surprise as he watched her take off across the street to talk to this mystery cat. He quickly ran to catch up to her.
By the time he got there, she was already sitting next to the cat, her deep brown eyes full of concern. "Her name is Miyela. I asked her what she was doing out here so late, then she jumped on me and screamed 'they're coming, they're coming!' and when I asked who, she just whispered 'pollicles.' Then she passed out."
She looked up at him. "What do we do? We can't just leave her here!" she wailed as her eyes filled with tears.
Mungo bit his lip. Everlasting cat! Why me? He thought. He glanced from Rumple's tear streaked face to Miyela's calm, beaten one. He let out an exasperated sigh.
"We have to take her back to the junkyard."