I had to hurry to keep up with Tigerstar as he seemed to glide effortlessly down the path he was leading me down. It was speckled with black creatures that screeched and pecked at me when I walked by. One of them reached out and bit my ear, surprising me and causing me to instinctively swipe a clawed paw and bat away the sharp mouth. With a single flap of its clawless and feathery paws, it leapt up into the air and wrapped its sharp feet around my torso and flapped again.
It was trying to fly off with me!
"Don't worry!" Easy for you to say! I wanted to scream, but only barks came out as Tigerstar jumped up higher then he probably should have been able to, and swiped the creature with his paws without his claws out. With that one touch, the creature fell, dropping me just as it hit the ground. Tigerstar took me by the scruff and floated down like he had no funny feeling in his stomach like I had that high up.
"Well, what do we have here?" I was unaware of whatever it was that we had. My heart was still beating in my head from nearly being carried off my such a hideous winged creature, "Lunch!" Tigerstar pushed the still creature towards me.
My tail was in between my legs in fear of what this world would do to me next. I cautiously sniffed the black thing and then looked up at Tigerstar. What was I supposed to do?
"Don't worry, that crow won't bite… Well, not anymore at least. Go on, Fox. Eat it."
The annoyed tone in his voice told me I'd better eat the dang thing. The black stuff didn't taste very good, so I spit them out, sending them flying everywhere.
The pink stuff below looked pleasing. So I took a bite out of it and let me tell you, it was life changing. It took me awhile to chew it down, but the warm taste was delicious. I ate it, spitting out the black until half of it was gone.
"I guess that being half demon makes you a quick, weaned, and heavy eater doesn't it?" I didn't know what he meant. I nudged the spare towards him.
"No, thank you. One good thing about being an angel is that you are never hungry, thirsty, or tired." I registered all those words in my mind for later. Learning how they sounded, the way Tigerstar's tongue moved when he said them, and when they would make sense.
The beautiful blindness came up the mountain with us, but it wouldn't talk. It just stood their. I didn't look directly at it again, but maybe that's why it wouldn't talk, everyone was just ignoring it. I wouldn't know how that feels. In fact, Tigerstar was very observant. And if you ask me, I'd say judgmental. (But considering I'm not able to talk yet, I probably wouldn't answer even if you did ask.)
I would have loved to be able to talk, but the words just came out as barking noises that sounded like a dying crow.
So, I tried to make the best out of it. I formed my lips into an O and took a deep breath. I blew with all my might and a high pitched squeal came out. I stopped immediately and ducked under my own paws. Surprisingly, another high pitch sound came from above.
I looked up and a beautiful bird that looked like a crow but was nothing close to it at the same time was the supplier.
"You sure can whistle kid!" It chuckled.
"Oh stop wasting your breath Sam! You know cats can't hear us. All they ever hear is caw caw!"
The crow didn't see me right behind him obviously.
So I did the same thing again, only this this time on purpose. That sent him flying to the trees.
The bird… Sam, I guess, was his name... started cackling like crazy.
"Oh wow, you sure scared him kid! Oh man, it's almost like you can understand me. That's a real knee-slapper! Ha Ha!" I looked around and saw that Tigerstar had disappeared again. Finally! Alone time.
I whistled on the top of my lungs, and then I tried again but this time, a howl came up my throat and rang through the trees.
"Wow! You can whistle like a bird, sing like a wolf, the only thing you can't do is talk!" Sam squawked at me in a tone that I didn't like all to good.
But he was right, I still couldn't talk. True, it had only been a few changes of the sun's position since I had opened my eyes, but I knew a lot of words and a lot of ways to say them. But they came out like animal sounds over and over again. My tongue wasn't moving like I wanted it to.
I whistled again, wanting to explain, but whistling was all I could muster.
"Now, let me see" The pretty bird said, flying down not seeing me as a threat, and landing on my head.
"I'm awfully sorry, but what the heck are you? You smell like a cat mixed with fox, your eyes make you look like some sort of demon, and your face doesn't look a thing like any of the three." I shrug.
"Zippidy due-dab-day! You do understand me! That's one for the record!" He whistled delightfully and I did to.
I heard a snapping sound from somewhere forward. Sam responded immediately. He cawed to all the birds:
"Get out of here! The wingless are a coming!" And they all flew away. I just stared at the direction the sound and the new scent was a coming from.
"Oh my gosh! Mom!" Two of the stupidest, ugliest things I have ever seen came through some trees and started circling me like the crows did.
"What is it Melody?" Another one, bigger than the other two came behind them and gazed at me like I had to Tigerstar when I had first saw him.
"Mercy, it's a dog…" The things were giants. Their fur was… well, they didn't have any, but their skin was very colorful. I then noticed that little strands of hair came from the top of their heads, which I thought was hideous, but the thing that got me the most was the way they stood. Two legs. And those two paws were covered by strange looking stones with string coming off the top and the two paws they didn't use to walk were webbed out like someone had pulled on their claws two hard and the toes had stretched. Gruesome!
"Elsie," What the heck? How many of these things are there? "that, is a fox. Not a dog… a pretty one if you ask me. Still, it's a fox. It's got to go if we're gonna get this place safe for the kids."
What did that mean? I saw the big shiny thing the wingless as Sam had called them held up and pointed at me.
"Wait, John… Are you sure it's not a kitten? I mean look at it. It's the size of a tennis ball!" Tennis ball… I'll have to save that one for later.
"I don't know Elsie, but It's on our property-" I heard a clicking sound.
"Wait, dad. It doesn't have a collar, can we keep it?" The smaller of the two smallers knelt down and started crawling towards me on all four like an actual animal. It held out its front paw.
I, for one, was curious as to what these creatures were and what they wanted. I sniffed the paw and found that I trusted it, so for whatever reason, I rubbed my head against it and it started stroking my back. It felt good.
"Where's your mommy, kitty?" The Wingless asked in a tone that was rather insulting.
"Pleeeease?" The smallest human picked me off the ground and presented me to the larger Elsie.
"…Alright let's go home. You can bring the cat, but it's your responsibility Timothy." She said sternly, humiliating John was what she probably did, seeing that he reacted just like Tigerstar.
I didn't know exactly what to do, but I didn't resist. I liked this Timothy that was taking me away from the clearing. Small, but strong, and yet gentle.
As the Wingless carried me away though, I saw the red eyes of Tigerstar glaring at me in disapproval. Once again, Angel didn't seem to suit him.
