Ch 2: Fuzzy Wuzzy was a CAT!

Hey guys sorry about the delay but I had an oral presentation for UNI and I had to finish it.

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Oh and sorry that the chapter is so short but I'm doing two story's and UNI so its either short chapters or rare updates. Let me know your preference in your reviews.

Chapter joke: Men are like ...Laxatives... They irritate the shit out of you.

Disclaimer: If you sue me you won't get my pearls! I'll die and be buried with them rather than let you bloodsuckers get them! Didn't you make enough money out of the movies without tormenting poor fan fiction authors like me? We never claimed to OWN the characters; we just like to play with them a bit in our free time.

Tracy slowly drifted back towards consciousness; and as awareness returned she realized that she ached all over. She opened her eyes cautiously and discovered to her confusion that she was no longer in the forest clearing but in what appeared to be a dimly lit room. Closer inspection revealed that the wall nearest to her was made of cloth and she realized that the room was in fact a tent, whose thick cloth sides were dimming the strong sunlight to a bearable level.

As Tracy became more aware of her surroundings she realized that she had been hearing people talking outside in a strange language for some time. A quick glance around the tent revealed the entrance off to one side and at the other end of the tent a low bed was set up; she was herself lying on a soft rug in the centre of the room parallel to the entrance. She glanced down at her furry white paws trying to think who could have moved her.

Suddenly it occurred to her just what she was seeing, Her Furry White PAWS! She staggered to her feet in surprise and was even more shocked to discover that she now stood on four legs. Turning to inspect her now furry body she got yet another shock, twitching anxiously behind her was an undeniably fluffy white tail.

She opened her mouth to yell but all that came out was a strangled yowl, now she was starting to panic. What would she do if she couldn't even communicate to the people who had found her that she was human?
A sudden sound from the entrance to the tent snapped her out of her frozen panic and she turned as fast as she dared on her unfamiliar number of legs to face the doorway.
Standing at the open tent flap was the last creature she had expected to see.

He could have been mistaken for a human, maybe ifthere weretall and perfectly formed humans, except that his ears clearly visible since his long blond hair was pulled back in a braid, were undeniably pointed, he was an elf.

He stared at her in shock his blue eyes wide and curios. To Tracy he looked young; not because of the lack of lines and facial hair but more because of how he held himself, slightly unsure. And the fact that tall or not he was at that coltish stage all adolescent boys reach when their arms and legs seem to grow far too fast for the rest of them.

He took a moment to get over his shock then walked towards her with his hands out murmuring softly to her in his strange language like she was a nervous animal. And she supposed that to him that was what she seemed. Tracy decided to try one last ditch effort at communicating and thought her question as hard as she could at the boy,

"What am I, What happened to me?"

(To be continued)

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