DISCLAIMER: I do not own Cats, m'kay?
(Bombalurina)
Once Bombalurina felt she had gotten far enough from the rest of the tribe, she slowed to a walk, examining the new area she had discovered in her sprint away from the peevish Demeter. It was darker than any other part of the Junkyard she'd seen before, and the smell was unlike anything she'd experienced. As she crept into the darker alcove Bombalurina couldn't help feeling like there was something in this area that no Jellicle was supposed to know about.
Just then there was an immense crash from the other side of the piles of junk causing Bombalurina to jump a good two feet in the air. She then scrambled underneath a wide car hood and tried to steady her breathing and heartbeat, searching for what had made the clatter. Just as she about to come out from her hiding spot, she noticed what had made the noise; a large black rat hoped out from the pipes across from her.
She sighed in relief and scolded herself for acting like a kitten. She stood up from her crouch and was ready to start exploring again when the rat was attacked by a mass of fur, sending Bomabalurina skittering back under the car hood. She looked over, eyes wide at the large ginger cat. She'd never seen a cat that large; he was even bigger than Munkustrap. He obviously didn't notice her hiding under the junk as he began to devour the rat, not paying the slightest attention to anything else. This gave Bombalurina time to study the huge cat, without fear of being attacked as well.
He was so tall and she could see his ribs under his the tuffs of matted ginger and brown fur that covered his body. He held his head high and chewed violently on the rat as if he hadn't a decent meal in a good week. Though every other characteristic was a clue, the face, mostly the eyes were a dead giveaway of who exactly this cat was. Just the sight of his jaws were terrifying and his eyes had an eerie and sinister nature which made Bombalurina bet her third name that this cat, this tall ginger horrifying Tom was the notorious Macavity.
(Macavity)
Macavity chewed at the rat aggressively and shook the dust from his coat. Every moment or so, he would look up like a sentry in apprehension that there may be another cat. Some Jellicle cat that would love just the chance to catch him off guard. He finished off the rat and threw the carcass across the clearing towards a large blue car hood, and was surprised to hear a replying noise; a small gasp from under the hood.
Macavity whipped his large head around to turn towards where the noise came from. He smelled fear as he stalked towards the car hood. Once he reached it, not only was the stench of fear clogged in his nostrils, but also he could hear the cats' shallow and accelerated breathing. Macavity threw the car hood off to reveal with one swift move of his great paw to reveal a small red Queen shaking, staring up at him.
"Well, well, well, " he murmured to no one in particular "What is this we have here? Have you been spying on me, Jellicle?" He spat out the word 'Jellicle', as if it left a nasty taste on his tongue.
"N-n-no…" she stuttered, not taking her large greenish brown eyes off of his. He could see the obvious fear in them, but also a sense of complete awe as well.
He sighed out of irritation and stretched out a long paw towards her, stroking her face down to her chin. "You know I can't let you leave now, Jellicle. After all…you will be telling your leader about this no doubt-"
She had finally found her voice and called out "No! I swear, I won't tell anyone about this! I promise! Just please let me go…."
Macavity stared into her pleading eyes as he began to scratch under her chin with one extended claw.
"Ooh, you promise do you?"
She nodded fervently as she swallowed hard, obviously feeling the control of him in his claw.
"Well," he murmured quietly, almost sensually retracting his claw away from her throat "If you do
promise," he chuckled wickedly at her, as if her promise meant as much to him as yesterdays breakfast. "Then you must never tell anyone about this, and you never come back here…ever."
She shook her head intently and he smelt her reek of fear beginning to fade.
"Now, go. Before I change my mind." And with that the young Queen sprinted off away from him at fanatical speed.
Macavity grinned at her…and himself. He wasn't exactly sure what had come over him, why he had let her go. She could have been a fun plaything and he certainly knew it. But he had a strong feeling that he would be seeing the little red one in the near future…and possibly with a friend. And Macavity always thought, that two playthings were much better than one.
A/N: Continue or no?