Prologue
A young kitten walked the dark streets of London in Jellicle form wearing a tattered jacket. Her mother had just died and before she passed, she told her about the father she never knew. She said he lived inside a junkyard that was gated heavily away from the humans. She had strutted around for a wile and found him sitting alone. She seduced him one night and left the next morning. Now this little kit had been traveling for days and was very hungry, but she dragged on to find him.
She finally found the large gates leading into the yard. She started to rattle them; her voice was too weak to yell. Out of the darkness, a large queen with leopard spots and tiger stripes walked up to the gates.
"Oh, hello little dearie, what are you doing here?" she asked in a kind voice.
"I looking for my father," she whispered. "My mother died and a few days ago I went looking for him. My mother said he lived in a junkyard in London, can you help me?"
"Of course my little child, come on in," the cat opened the gates and let the little kit inside.
"Thank you, what's your name?"
"JennyAnyDots, what is yours?"
"Matella."
"Okay, Matella lets go look to see if your father is here."