Two young Jellicle queens were sitting quietly in a meadow near the Jellicle forest. They lived on a far away planet of half human Jellicles' called Amenra. They were excitedly chattering about the upcoming Jellicle Ball. And why shouldn't they be? This was to be a turning point in their lives. They would not only become full adults and members of the tribe, but would choose their mates' as well! The taller of the two kittens was Niameh. She was a cream colored kitten, with a broad black streak running from the length of her left shoulder, to the right side of her waist. She had a black colored left ear and a few orange spots mixed in with the cream coloring. She had a pair of dazzling green eyes that sparkled when she smiled. The smaller one of the queens was known as Demeter. She was as raven black, with golden lightning strips running up and down the length of her small form. She had an underbelly the color of new fallen snow. Her forest green eyes were masked by thick, black lashes. She had eyes that shined like stars in the night sky. All in all, these were by far the fairest queens in the tribe. But it meant nothing to them. Everyone assumed their likeness in beauty was why they were friends, but that was not even close to the truth. These queens had been born on the same day, and the first thing they each saw when they were able to open their eyes were each other. They grew up as sisters. They even held a blood ceremony were each pricked her small hand with her own claw, and joined the wounded fingers together to create an ever lasting bond of sister hood. At that moment the two blood sisters were talking about their toms to be. "Oh Niameh! Tumblebrutus! Really? Wow! I never even thought for a minute you had fallen for Tumblebrutus!" She fell into a fit of giggles as she watched Niameh blush crimson, and stared down at her small feet. "Alright! I told you who I want, so now it's your turn!" She said a bit too loudly. "Do I have to?" Demeter said once she had gained control of her self once more. "YES!" The other queen said, with hints of curiosity and impassion in her voice. "Oh alright. Plato." She whispered felling the blood rush to her face." "I knew it!" Niameh yelled. Her best friends head snapped up, and she put a hand over her mouth to try to stop the queen from spreading her secret around. Niameh said no more, for now she was having the giggling fit. "Well, I don't know!" Said Demeter with confusion in her voice, "It is three weeks until the Jellicle ball, and, well, um, I'm also trying to decide if I really want Plato or not." She said with discomfort in her beautiful voice. "Don't worry Demeter!" Her friend said, "I know you'll make the right choice when the time comes!" And with that, Niameh held out her hand, and Demeter took it gladly. They began their long walk back to the Jellicle lodging. Unknown to the young queens, two young toms stared at them through the brush, falling more and more smitten with them every time they laughed.