Miyela
The junkyard was not much to look at. To any passing bystander, it looked like just a random assortment of items thrown away by humans. But Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer knew that behind the mounds of garbage were their home and the rest of the Jellicle tribe. They could help Miyela recover from her injuries.
Mungojerrie wondered how she got injured. According to Rumple, she had mentioned something about pollicles before she passed out. Maybe she had been attacked by a group of the savage beasts. It was possible.
But where was she from? Who were her parents? He guessed she could not be too much older than rumple. Was she an agent of Macavity? Had she been beaten by her human owners? Was she…he stopped himself. No, he told himself, for now, all we need to know is she is a cat who is hurt, possibly dying, that needs help. Rumple's voice zapped him from his thoughts.
"We're here!" she announced loudly. He glared at her. "Oh, sorry." He nodded in approval.
They quietly made their way into the junkyard. Reaching the center of the junkyard, they stopped and carefully placed Miyela's unmoving body on top of the TSE car.
Mungo straightened up. "Ok, I'm going to go get Munkustrap. Rumple, you stay with Miyela. I'll be right back."
She nodded. Seeing this, he turned around and raced to Munkustrap's den.
sorry it is so short! I am having a writers block right now. any ideas as to how to continue with the story, please send them to me via personal message! if I like your idea, I will write a whole story about any cat character you want, and dedicate the story to you! how does that sound?