Kaze no Ato
(Traces of the Wind)
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Rumpleteazer ran as fast as she could away. Away from the Junkyard, away from them.
"Rumple, wait!" the kittens called after her. She could not wait, and she didn't stop. She would not.
After what some of the cats had suspected and whispered around her, she shuddered to think of it, no.
She ran until she became too tired and her muscles told her of exhaustion. She looked around in an alley and found a small cardboard box. She crawled in, and thought about that day. That day when everything went wrong.
~~
"Tea, come on! Oi iknow/i you can go fasta'!" her friend Mungojerrie called from above her. They were on an unspoken heist. She didn't know of it, when she got back from the Junkyard, Jerrie had handed her her bag and said, "We're going on a 'eist."
She hadn't asked any questions, thinking he would know what he was doing.
"Jerrie, where are we goin? We've been walking fo' an hour!" she at last asked.
"Oi can' tell ya. Oi know where Oi'm goin, just follow." He said.
'This is strange,' Rumple thought, 'Jerrie's neva' been so secretive except when stealing. And thot was a different matta'. Oi know 'e's 'idin' sometin. But whot? Whot would 'e want ta 'ide from me?'
~~
'What would he hide from me? Ha,' Rumple laughed to her self, 'Everything that day.'
"Oh, Jerrie. Oi neva thought it would end loike this."
(Traces of the Wind)
[pic]
Rumpleteazer ran as fast as she could away. Away from the Junkyard, away from them.
"Rumple, wait!" the kittens called after her. She could not wait, and she didn't stop. She would not.
After what some of the cats had suspected and whispered around her, she shuddered to think of it, no.
She ran until she became too tired and her muscles told her of exhaustion. She looked around in an alley and found a small cardboard box. She crawled in, and thought about that day. That day when everything went wrong.
~~
"Tea, come on! Oi iknow/i you can go fasta'!" her friend Mungojerrie called from above her. They were on an unspoken heist. She didn't know of it, when she got back from the Junkyard, Jerrie had handed her her bag and said, "We're going on a 'eist."
She hadn't asked any questions, thinking he would know what he was doing.
"Jerrie, where are we goin? We've been walking fo' an hour!" she at last asked.
"Oi can' tell ya. Oi know where Oi'm goin, just follow." He said.
'This is strange,' Rumple thought, 'Jerrie's neva' been so secretive except when stealing. And thot was a different matta'. Oi know 'e's 'idin' sometin. But whot? Whot would 'e want ta 'ide from me?'
~~
'What would he hide from me? Ha,' Rumple laughed to her self, 'Everything that day.'
"Oh, Jerrie. Oi neva thought it would end loike this."