"Jellicles!", Macavity hissed a warning. Then, he pulled the young Demeter
into his arms in a protective way. Tanocor, one who could usually hide his
feelings very well, also hissed, and walked in front of Niameh. Both
managed to block the young queens from any blows the would have other
wise received, and managed to keep them selves upright, as the furious
gray tabby lunged at them. He spun around, his eyes gleaming with hatred.
"Are you daft?! I thought I said to hand over our queens!", he was
practically roaring with fury.
"These aren't your queens!", Tanocor spit at him, "And don't you every
call my brother or me daft again!" His voice was full of venom and spite.
It was Macavity's turn to speak. "Well Munkustrap. So wonderful to
see you again. How are you and your Jell... tribe?", his voice was full of
sarcasm, and fake interest.
"Shut up!", Munkustrap snapped, "You have two members of are tribe,
and I intend on getting them back!", Macavity and Tanocor's mouths
dropped slightly at this. Macavity turned to Demeter, then back to
Munkustrap, then once again back to Demeter. "Is it true? Are you really
part of this, this, tri..." His voice was full of sadness, hate, and question.
Tanocor was in turn staring at Niameh with a look of disbelief. "Demeter
answered with a look of confusion on her lovely features, "Why yes. Is
there something wrong? Munkustrap! What's going on?
"This, these two are sons of a murderer! You two weren't born yet. They
kept us at bay while the rest of their filthy tribe attacked ours!" He said
with anger on his face, "Niameh! Demeter! Come away from those
monsters!" Shouted an old queen, by the name Jellylorum. Niameh started
to walk towards her tribe. She stopped. Started walking balk, then stopped
again. She was terribly confused. Suddenly, a scream split the silence that
had settled over the group. Unnoticed, two toms had come up from behind
, and were springing upon the unsuspecting brothers. It was Demeter who
had screamed. She knew who the toms were right away. Tumblebrutus
and Plato! Oh why couldn't they just stay out of this! Macavity was still in
a shock from this news, and didn't notice his younger brother trying to fight
of their attackers. Plato lunged at the tom. The cut on his cheek got him
back on track. He hissed furiously, knocking down the younger tom. The
brothers fought side by side. None dared try to get in the fight until
Munkustrap lost control. He yelled for the rest of the toms. Macavity and
Tanocor turned around and sprinted away from them. Just before the
disappeared, Macavity looked at Demeter, then said in a voice, dripping
with poison, "I will return!" and fled the sight. Tanocor looked at Niameh
with pleading eyes before joining his brother in a retreat.
"Munkustrap!" Demeter shouted, "Plato, Tumble! What the heck is wrong
with you? They were just nice enough to walk us home, then you had to
pounce on them like a bunch of lions!" "Shut up Demeter!" Munkustrap
said in a dark voice, "We have to hide you two! He'll be back! I know it!"
Plato had come to put a hand on Demeter's arm, but she shrugged it off.
She was surprised to find that she suddenly didn't feel as much pleasure in
his touch. Niameh then spoke. "I will not hide! I'm almost a full-grown
queen! I'm no longer a baby that can be pushed around! They were really
very nice to us! The one named Tanocor was a gentlecat!"
"So was Macavity!" Said Demeter. They were both very confused now.
They didn't know what had come over them. They felt a strange urge to go
see those mysterious tomcats again. "Demeter and I are going to go sleep
now." Niameh said in a strange voice. Demeter lifted her eyebrow slightly
at her friend but followed her quietly into the sleeping area. "What do you
have in mind Niameh?" She asked. Niameh giggled with glee. "We are
going to go visit our friends Macavity and Tanocor! We leave as soon as
the rest fall asleep!" With that she turned around and feel asleep her self.
Demeter, knowing she would be awake in time, curled up next to her
friend, and fell asleep.
into his arms in a protective way. Tanocor, one who could usually hide his
feelings very well, also hissed, and walked in front of Niameh. Both
managed to block the young queens from any blows the would have other
wise received, and managed to keep them selves upright, as the furious
gray tabby lunged at them. He spun around, his eyes gleaming with hatred.
"Are you daft?! I thought I said to hand over our queens!", he was
practically roaring with fury.
"These aren't your queens!", Tanocor spit at him, "And don't you every
call my brother or me daft again!" His voice was full of venom and spite.
It was Macavity's turn to speak. "Well Munkustrap. So wonderful to
see you again. How are you and your Jell... tribe?", his voice was full of
sarcasm, and fake interest.
"Shut up!", Munkustrap snapped, "You have two members of are tribe,
and I intend on getting them back!", Macavity and Tanocor's mouths
dropped slightly at this. Macavity turned to Demeter, then back to
Munkustrap, then once again back to Demeter. "Is it true? Are you really
part of this, this, tri..." His voice was full of sadness, hate, and question.
Tanocor was in turn staring at Niameh with a look of disbelief. "Demeter
answered with a look of confusion on her lovely features, "Why yes. Is
there something wrong? Munkustrap! What's going on?
"This, these two are sons of a murderer! You two weren't born yet. They
kept us at bay while the rest of their filthy tribe attacked ours!" He said
with anger on his face, "Niameh! Demeter! Come away from those
monsters!" Shouted an old queen, by the name Jellylorum. Niameh started
to walk towards her tribe. She stopped. Started walking balk, then stopped
again. She was terribly confused. Suddenly, a scream split the silence that
had settled over the group. Unnoticed, two toms had come up from behind
, and were springing upon the unsuspecting brothers. It was Demeter who
had screamed. She knew who the toms were right away. Tumblebrutus
and Plato! Oh why couldn't they just stay out of this! Macavity was still in
a shock from this news, and didn't notice his younger brother trying to fight
of their attackers. Plato lunged at the tom. The cut on his cheek got him
back on track. He hissed furiously, knocking down the younger tom. The
brothers fought side by side. None dared try to get in the fight until
Munkustrap lost control. He yelled for the rest of the toms. Macavity and
Tanocor turned around and sprinted away from them. Just before the
disappeared, Macavity looked at Demeter, then said in a voice, dripping
with poison, "I will return!" and fled the sight. Tanocor looked at Niameh
with pleading eyes before joining his brother in a retreat.
"Munkustrap!" Demeter shouted, "Plato, Tumble! What the heck is wrong
with you? They were just nice enough to walk us home, then you had to
pounce on them like a bunch of lions!" "Shut up Demeter!" Munkustrap
said in a dark voice, "We have to hide you two! He'll be back! I know it!"
Plato had come to put a hand on Demeter's arm, but she shrugged it off.
She was surprised to find that she suddenly didn't feel as much pleasure in
his touch. Niameh then spoke. "I will not hide! I'm almost a full-grown
queen! I'm no longer a baby that can be pushed around! They were really
very nice to us! The one named Tanocor was a gentlecat!"
"So was Macavity!" Said Demeter. They were both very confused now.
They didn't know what had come over them. They felt a strange urge to go
see those mysterious tomcats again. "Demeter and I are going to go sleep
now." Niameh said in a strange voice. Demeter lifted her eyebrow slightly
at her friend but followed her quietly into the sleeping area. "What do you
have in mind Niameh?" She asked. Niameh giggled with glee. "We are
going to go visit our friends Macavity and Tanocor! We leave as soon as
the rest fall asleep!" With that she turned around and feel asleep her self.
Demeter, knowing she would be awake in time, curled up next to her
friend, and fell asleep.
