She snuck out at dawn. The yells, the fights, the brutal lifestyle.. The queen couldn't take it anymore. Why had she put up with this life, when the Jellicles were eager to welcome the calico fully into their life? They were such kind people. Yet she always went back to the dim, broken down warehouse.
She'd be back. 'Teazer had never managed to stay away for long. Not out of misery, or what humans called being 'homesick.' The young queen had always been too loyal for her own good. No matter how much she hated her boss and comrades at times- and oh, she did- Teazer always, ALWAYS went back, feeling guilty.
But maybe this time would be different.
Trying her best to keep her mind under control and subdued, so as not to alert anyone via mind message of her plan, Teazer slipped past the jail cells, briefly glancing into the depths of blackness with a shudder. She had been imprisoned there before. And it hadn't been pretty. For a few moments, Teazer let her mental self slip back to those few days, but jolted back to the present, fearfull she'd been detected.
Listening for a minute, Teazer let out an almost inaudible breath of relief. No cunning, snarky voice in her head. Nobody visually there. Was she safe? Keeping her mind dead as possible, Teazer walked on, but almost automatically started to think about the Junkyard. Her friends, the lively music playing almost constantly... The calico was so absorbed in this mental image of the Junkyard, Teazer tripped over a mop, sending everything else crashing to the floor. Had she been discovered?
Holding her breath in for a few seconds, for fear of what would happen if she was caught, Teazer stayed lying on the floor, ears pricked back. When nobody came to apprehend her, the calico jumped to her feet and ran. Gripping onto the wall, Teazer skidded to a halt as she fearfully looked down the corridor. Macavity, Mungojerrie and a few other toms were hanging out at the bottom, no doubt drinking, as it was a Saturday night. Shaking slightly, the calico's mind began to race. Did she walk past them and then bolt? No. She had to get her elder brother's attention. Slinking off into the shadows, Teazer snuck down the hall. Looking up, she froze. It was as though it had been a mirage. Jerrie, Mac and the others were gone.
Thats when she heard the footsteps behind her. Within a few seconds, the calico felt hot breath on her neck. Her captor had found her. But who was it? Squeezing her eyes tight shut, the queen stayed where she was as the tom leant her against the wall, just staring at her. Teazer didnt dare open her eyes.
"Well, Rumple, Rumple, Rumple.. Not trying to escape me are you? Your friends may be foolish enough, but I thought youd never leave. You're smarter than that, I hope," THe tom murmured in a low, deadly voice, running his paw along her jawline. Teazer shivered, eyes still shut.
"And you know what the punishment for desertion is, don't you?"