CAPTURE!


He was swift. He was sleek. He was strong. He was stealthy.

He was free. And soon the world would tremble beneath him.

But first, he must escape his prison. He slipped forward. One step. Another. A bush rustled, and he crouched low. His eyes gleamed in the darkness under the leaves. No, they would not find him, not this time, and then he would be free, and…

"URYAAA! GOTCHA!"

Curses! No! It could not be! Captured, on the verge of escape! Death to the foul fates! Doom upon his impertinent captors! He would not go quietly!

"Ow-ow-ow!"

But to no avail – he was once more a prisoner…

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"Nyaaaaaaaaa…!"

"Oh, my cute little Tora-chan! I was so worried! Were you scared? Oh, you poor thing, stuck up in a tree, I'm sure – how kind of these fine young children to help us!"

Naruto was still rubbing woefully at the claw marks on his face; Sasuke-kun was simply watching their client leave expressionlessly. And Sakura was watching to woman and desperately struggling cat go, shaking her head in disbelief. 'No wonder it ran away…'

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"…And my plan would have worked, if it weren't for those darn genin!" Tora the Magnificent spat in fury.

Shiro the insignificant poodle opened an eye lazily. "Really," he drawled, and yawned pointedly. "Well, I suppose you got your exercise." He snorted. "Goodness knows you need it." He sat up long enough to raise his hind leg to scratch an itch, then laid down and pointedly rolled over before going back to sleep.

Tora the Marvellous growled in his throat and, eyeing the door, began stalking towards it, ignoring the bowl of cat food set next to it. Just wait. He knew those little demons now, knew their faces. Soon he would have their names and, when the day came, when he was free of this bondage and loose upon the world once more…

…Ooo, tuna for dinner tonight…