Ohayho Tokyo! Konnichi wa London! Konban wa New York! CJzilla here! Sorry for the late update; I had to get it perfect. In this chapter, though Layla has saved the Jade Palace, she is going to Chorh-Gom Prison. Enjoy.
As I tear down this city with my claws, alls CJzilla has to roar is this: R&R! Love on me, hate on me... You know...
All My Love
Po returned the rhino commander with a wide-eyed stare, his answer on the tip of his tongue yet the Dragon Warrior hesitated. Vachir scowled, his dark eyes lighting with irritation as his golden horn-stud flashed in the morning light. Had this criminal harpy, Lady Layla, poisoned her influence into everyone?
"Surly there is some other way." Master Shifu spoke. "There has to be a way Lady Layla could remain here without a prison sentence held against her."
Vachir gave a disgusted snort as he stood straight, leaning on his battle axe.
"The people want justice and if the Jade Mountain keeps harboring criminals, the next battle your little warriors face will be against the people, Master Shifu." Vachir glanced at the red panda.
Still the Supreme Kung Fu Master and Dragon Warrior looked unmoved with the fox's innocence.
"Lady Layla attacked Chorh-Gom Prison with the sole purpose to free Tai Lung." Vachir's voice began to rise as he stepped toward Po. "She snuck into my prison, released THE most dangerous criminal in all the Valley of Peace before flattening a whole platoon of MY men with nothing but her fists and a fan! After that both Tai Lung and Lady Layla led an assault on the Jade Mountain, nearly killing the Supreme Kung Fu Master along with the Furious Five! Now… YOU tell me, Dragon Warrior… is the fox not guilty of the same crime as Tai Lung?"
Po's big green eyes got beady.
"But Lady Layla-!" The panda's desperate eyes darted to Layla before locking with Vachir's again. "She switched sides and SAVED everyone!"
"A desperate last minuet turn by a desperate creature trying to save herself from a lifetime lockdown under the ice of Chorh-Gom Mountain." The javan rhino commander gave the panda a passive stare. "She's just like any other pathetic criminal. One good deed does not cover up her wicked rampage."
POW! Po gave Commander Vachir a haymaker to the face. The large rhino's feet flew out from under him and in an instant, he was flat on his back, his horn cover clanking to the floor. Po balled his fists and lunged forward at the impertinent Vachir. Crane, Monkey, Mantis and Master Shifu jumped on the crazed panda.
"Po! Stop!" Master Shifu pleaded, pushing on the panda's belly knowing Vachir's guards were ready to plunge their weapons into Po.
Ignoring the daunting number of spears pointed at his body, a scowl of absolute anger rippled across Po's face. Vachir gave a loud snarl as he peeled himself off the floor.
"You nasty, little stooge!" The rhino commander fumed, pulling his battle axe from the floor.
Vachir's arm was about to raise his massive weapon over his head when a flash of silver and orange zipped in front of him. Lady Layla stood in the path of the rhino's razor sharp weapon as Tigress hopped in front of the Furious Five, Po and Master Shifu. Vachir passed his eyes between the women, stopping his arm from swinging his battle axe. The vixen glared the rhino down, daring him to swing his weapon.
"You better take my head off because if you don't, it'll be the last mistake you ever make." Layla seethed baring her teeth, an unnatural fury in her narrowed yellow eyes.
Vachir gritted his teeth and tightened his grip on the hilt of his weapon but dropped his arm. Though people hated him for his innate sense of justice, the rhino was honorable and would never kill an injured woman.
"Leave the warriors of the Jade Mountain out of this." Layla stepped toward Vachir. "You have your prisoner."
The brawny javan rhino reached out and grabbed the fox by her good arm.
"I always do." Vachir gave her a smug smirk before drag her toward the door.
"Wait!" Master Shifu commanded.
Growling under his breath, Commander Vachir reluctantly stopped at the Supreme Kung Fu Master's command. The red panda gated up to Layla, his big blue eyes twinkling with sadness.
"You-… I-… We-…" Shifu stammered.
The vixen gave her Master's old friend a sympathetic smile.
"I'm guilty of everything he says, Master Shifu." Layla glanced at the rhino holding her arm. "Regardless if I've changed my heart, I have to pay for what I did. If I don't leave, the integrity of the Jade Mountain and everything Master Oogway stood for will have a big black mark."
Shifu scrunched his nose and shook his head, every fiber of his being telling him that Layla's imprisonment was wrong. She changed! She saved their lives and the lives of the people! So what if she made mistakes?! Perhaps firing Vachir would clear this mess up.
"I've finally come to appreciate what it means to have a family." The vixen's comment brought Shifu out of his thoughts. "So let me do what I need to do to clear my name and keep the Jade Mountain Family honorable."
The red panda looked up at his Master's student. Though he objected with all of his heart, Shifu nodded. Layla smiled and held out her hand to him. Inside her curled fingers was the peach blossom that Master Oogway had given her. Shifu took it from her hand. The irrevocability of everything set in. Turning to the Furious Five and Po, the Supreme Kung Fu Master gestured them over.
"Come. Say your goodbyes students." Master Shifu hung his head.
Mouths hung open as they slowly made their way over to the vixen. Po was the first to speak.
"You really going to Chorh-Gom, Layla?" He whispered.
"Yes." The vixen responded. "And you best let me leave, Po. You keep me here and you, Master Shifu and your friends share in my wrongdoing."
Po's mouth creased and his eyes grew a little dewy.
"Don't worry, Po." Layla smiled. "My sentence will be over before you know it and I'll be back to eat more of your great cooking."
The panda's green eyes came back to hers. He nodded gently.
"All right." Po tried to grin. "I'll-… I'll make you a big feast when you return."
Po hugged Layla tight. Her only good arm was in Vachir's grasp so all she could do rest her head on the nape of his neck. The panda stepped away quietly, letting the rest of the Furious Five say their goodbyes. Tigress looked Layla in the eye.
"Take good care of Master Shifu and Po for me." The vixen asked, her yellow eyes lining with tears.
Tigress sighed and gave a firm nod. Layla looked over the rest of the Furious Five. She gave them an approving grin and bowed her head to them. Crane, Mantis, Viper and Monkey returned her bow.
"All right!" Commander Vachir had enough of the sappy goodbyes. "Enough of this! Let's go."
"Vachir!" Master Shifu barked.
Again the rhino commander stopped and passed a glare at the red panda. To his surprise, he could see tears in the Supreme Kung Fu Master's eyes.
"Treat her well." Shifu said in a threatening tone and tapped his staff on the floor. "If I get wind of ANY mistreatment, YOU will answer dearly for it."
Po nodded in agreement and balled his fist at the rhino. Vachir blinked once before letting an annoyed smirk onto his face. Wow. They really do care. Nodding curtly, Vachir agreed. Then he gestured with his head and his guards surrounded him and Layla. With one last look to Master Shifu, Po and the Furious Five, Lady Layla was hauled to the door.
The walk down the Jade Mountain's long stair case amplified the finality of it all. Layla was going away for a long time and she knew it. But it was better to spend the rest of her life in Chorh-Gom than remain here and tarnish the name of the ones she cared about.
"Thank you for not saying anything." The vixen voiced, her thanks toward the commanding javan rhino.
Vachir's mouth creased with pity and duty. He gave the beautiful criminal a questioning glare.
"For not correcting me about the length of my sentence in front of the Dragon Warrior." Layla answered his unuttered question. "I know I won't see freedom for a long, long time."
The rhino's eyes softened for a quick second.
"You're going to die in Chorh-Gom, Lady Layla." Vachir was gruff but held some sort of dislike for the judgment.
The vixen stiffened for a split second before she accepted her life-long prison term.
"I see." Layla paused. "But all the same, it was hard lying to them."
At the bottom of the staircase, a wagon convoy bound to Chorh-Gom Prison waited for the vixen. Vachir walked Layla to the carriage before one of his men opened the heavily armored door.
"Give me your weapons." The rhino commanded.
Layla looked at him funny before realizing what he was talking about. The fans Po gave her. Retrieving her beloved gifts, the vixen pinched shut her eyes as she felt them taken out of her hand. Vachir handed them to the nearest guard. Layla watched the guard disappear around the wagon and all she could do was hope he wouldn't break them.
"Get in." Vachir ordered.
Layla glanced into the smelly wagon. She took a breath and stepped into the carriage.
"Sit." Vachir pointed to a small bench in the back of the cart.
Doing as she was told, though she could easily fight her way though the rhino and his forces, Layla sat down on the wooden bench. Vachir grabbed a chain and shackle that was anchored to the wagon and slapped it over the vixen's right wrist. Once part of her was strapped in, Vachir released his grip before shackling her ankles and finally her left wrist. Layla yelped in pain as he placed the iron fetter on her injured and numb arm.
Without another word, Vachir climbed out of the cart. He stood there for a long second, staring at Layla. What a shame. Someone so beautiful just threw away her life for a pointless battle. Commander Vachir then gave the gesture for the door to be closed.
Layla watched the heavy door close over the Jade Mountain and her friends. With a loud squeal of dry hinges the door snapped shut. From outside the vixen heard the guards put a heavy lock onto the door. Several footfalls moved about the carriage before the guards found their way to their transports.
"Let's go home!" Layla heard Vachir shout.
Shutting her eyes, she heard a slap of reigns on the droving oxen and felt the carriage move. Looking out the barred window of the locked door, Layla stood and watched the Jade Mountain gradually move away from her. The chains on her hands and feet rattled as she moved to the door. Layla wanted to soak in the beauty of the morning sun on the misty mountain temple. It would be the last time she'd ever see her beloved Jade Mountain again.
Big tears fell from her eyes as Layla held in her hopeless sobs.
As the wagon holding the powerful Lady Layla moved through the quiet streets of the village, residence stood outside of their homes and shops, hoping to get a glance of the beautiful warrior as she passed. Emotions were mixed about the whole thing. Some found her guilty and not worthy of any sort of pity, yet others felt she was good and it made them sick to know that she would have to die in Chorh-Gom.
A crowd of people gathered outside of Mr. Ping's noodle shop and watched the convoy pass. Lady Layla's carriage was surrounded by guards and toward the middle of the caravan. Onlookers stood on their tiptoes to see past the brawny javan guards and inside the dark cart. But just like that, the carriage passed.
"What a terrible shame." Mr. Ping voiced moving a dish cloth over a noodle bowl. "Poor girl."
"Girl? She's like in her mid-thirties!" A rabbit corrected.
"Yeah, and she's going to have to spend the rest of her life in that hellhole prison." A pig commented.
Everyone was shaking their heads at the tragedy. As Mr. Ping and the crowd dissipated, one hooded figure remained. Standing next to the entrance of the popular noodle shop yet hidden by decorative bamboo trees outlining the restaurant, a pair of golden eyes flashed and followed the wagon.
The road to Chorh-Gom Prison was the same Layla and Tai Lung traveled to get to the Valley of Peace. On foot the voyage wasn't difficult but inside a smelly prison carriage was torture. The road was uneven and the wagon bucked and jerked with the lumpy path. The heavy restraint on Layla's bad arm poured more misery onto her situation. Pain and discomfort amplified the foulness of the moment. Layla caught her last glimpse of the Jade Mountain hours ago and it was really rending her heart to know she'd never see it again.
Looking out the window, the vixen saw that the convoy was entering the dense bamboo forest. It sent a fuzzy painkiller to Layla's hurt heart when she remembered the time that she and Tai Lung spent together in this very forest, just before they attacked the Jade Palace. Smiling slightly at the memory, Layla sighed.
The cocky snow leopard sent her sky high and she was surprised at how hard and fast she fell for him. Layla missed his twisted smile and his nearness. Tai Lung brought his peace of mind to her body. It was a shame she'd never be able to kiss or hold him again. Dropping her eyes from out of her window, the vixen stared at her hands in her lap.
As the fox passed her eyes to her lap, a familiar face dropped from the sky, literally. Layla and the rest of the Valley of Peace didn't know that Tai Lung hadn't gone far. In fact, he never left the valley.
The snow leopard was ravaged at what he had done. The past two days were pure agony as the magnitude of what he had just done to his best friend penetrated his mind like an unwelcomed numbness. He used the Wu Dai Nerve Strike on Layla, a fatal move reserved for a most hated enemy. When Tai Lung saw Layla unconscious, he knew that death wasn't very far from there. He couldn't stand there and watch the vixen's breathing slow before finally ceasing all together, helpless to stop what he had put into motion. So Tai Lung ran. He'd never run from anything in his life and the pathetic move amplified his feelings of worthlessness.
The snow leopard remained in the village as he was waiting for Layla's funeral to begin, but as a day passed there was no movement from the Jade Palace. At first Tai Lung fought off the notion that Layla was still alive since the Wu Dai was deadly accurate and he didn't want to build up his hopes only to be devastated again. But as the day turned into night, his curiosity got the better of him. With the dawn of the second day, Tai Lung finally got a break. He followed and overheard Zeng, the temple's messenger as he was down in the village. The wordy little goose spilled what he called a miracle. Lady Layla was unconscious but alive. Alive!
Thunderstruck by the news but still too ashamed to face Layla, Tai Lung lingered within the village, waiting for something to happen. His patience was rewarded when the grating Commander Vachir came down from Chorh-Gom Prison and paid the Jade Palace a visit. When the snow leopard found out that Vachir had demanded that Layla be locked up, he found his chance to see her again without that pesky Dragon Warrior to interfere. Now Tai Lung set his plan in motion. He would free Layla. He aimed to take out the wagons, one by one. Waiting for the convoy to move into the cover of the bamboo forest, Tai Lung would launch his ambush.
The snow leopard moved silently along the bamboo trees, hardly disturbing a leaf. He jumped to one tree and used his weight to bend its supple trunk. Tai Lung hung from a bent bamboo tree and landed in front of the lead wagon. His surprise landing startled the guards in and around the carriage.
"Holy-!" A guard gasped as he floundered with his spear.
Tai Lung gave an evil grin as he crouched on the ground. Pouncing, he cleared the four oxen pulling the wagon and jumped onto the two driving guards. With a kick and punch, the guards were taken care of. Taking a spear, the snow leopard jumped to the ground. As the guards inside the carriage were struggling to get the door open so they could fend off the snow leopard, Tai Lung drove the iron spear into the wood, wedging the door shut. The guards on foot surrounded and charged at him but their desperate and clumsy attacks were easily avoided and countered.
Layla felt the wagon lurch to a rude halt and was thrown from her seat. Picking herself off of the floor of the carriage, the vixen growled as she stood. If this was another potty break, she'd break out and walk to Chorh-Gom herself! But then she heard panicked shouts and through the barred windows of her transport, saw the guards walking on foot race toward the front of the convoy. Commander Vachir's voice was heard.
"What in the name of the Supreme Kung Fu Master is GOING ON??" The rhino shouted as one of his men sailed through the air and landed with a "thunk".
The answer was garbled in a mess of yells and screams. Layla moved toward one of the windows, trying to get a glimpse of what was thrashing Vachir's forces. But she was stopped early. The chains were too short and she couldn't get a good look out over the convoy. All she could do was listen.
Tai Lung was breezing through Vachir's forces like they were just a training exercise. Weapons ranging from spears to lances to clubs where thrown at the snow leopard. He snorted as he planted his knee in a rhino's gut while catching another guard's spear by the hilt. Could their fighting style be any more sloppy and impulsive? At least the Dragon Warrior panda had more organization to his inept fighting.
Just then he saw something inside the belt of one guard. Fans? They had to be Layla's. Moving unhindered through the crowd of attacking rhinos, Tai Lung came to the guard. With one hand, the snow leopard brought it down over the rhino's neck nape. As the unconscious guard crashed to the ground, Tai Lung grabbed the two fans from his belt and tucked them in the top of his pants.
In just a few short seconds, the dust settled. Tai Lung stood victorious over two dozen heavily armed javan rhino sentries. But one was missing.
Tai Lung felt the air shift around him and he did a lightning fast juke to the side. Where his head was just a fraction of a second ago, a long spear pierced the ground. The snow leopard scrunched his nose. Could he have cut it any closer?
"Tai Lung." He heard his name drawled out on a venomous chuckle.
Turning his head, the snow leopard met eyes with Commander Vachir stepping out from behind a wagon. Vachir rested his huge battle axe on his shoulder and gave a sure smirk. Tai Lung merely narrowed his eyes and clinched his fist as he circled the javan rhino.
"What are you doing here? I'd think a worm like you would be miles away by now." Vachir jeered, watching the snow leopard's every move. "The fox has taken the fall for you."
Tai Lung wasn't about to humor him with a rebuttal; he just gave a low growl and arched his shoulders.
"Why so quiet Tai Lung? Another humiliating defeat by the Dragon Warrior's hand steal your voice?" The rhino went on, pointing his massive battle axe at the snow leopard.
Tai Lung gave an amused smirk. The snow leopard's sudden smile sent a chill to Vachir's spine. Tai Lung darted forward but Vachir swung his axe. The snow leopard bent over backwards and the razor sharp duel blades passed harmlessly over him. The rhino's move was stupid and predictable. Vachir caught Tai Lung's smile just before the snow leopard cranked back his fist and punched him.
The annoying Commander Vachir crashed to the ground, unconscious. Tai Lung grinned and cracked his knuckles. Vachir had no chance of stopping him. When the rhino wakes up, he'll know he was taken out with one move. Tai Lung almost wished he could stick around to see the look on Vachir's face. But right now, there were more important things to deal with.
Leaping toward the wagon holding Layla, Tai Lung's heart was in his throat as he neared it. He never felt so nervous. Sure, he fought battles with insurmountable odds but something about seeing Layla after he almost killed her was just nerve-racking. Would she even want to look at him again? Would she forgive him?
Passing by a barred window, Tai Lung couldn't see past the darkness inside the carriage. Coming to the locked armored doors, the snow leopard saw the enormous iron lock. Without a second thought, the snow leopard raised his leg and stroked the dead bolt with a massive kick. Iron shattered like glass under the force and the doors creaked open. Swallowing the lump of fear that was choking him, Tai Lung eased open the doors.
In the back of the carriage was Layla. The darkness of the area, her beaming yellow eyes and white robe made her seem like a ghost. She stood there motionless and silent, making Tai Lung question his eyes. Was he seeing Layla or just a figment of his distressed heart? He gulped again and he felt how wide his eyes had become. The silvery fox moved toward him but immediately the rattling of chains was heard. Anger flared over Tai Lung's body. Vachir had the gall to put his Layla in chains? Without hesitating Tai Lung jumped into the carriage, his rile momentarily numbing his fear.
Layla watched as he neared when she saw the rage in his eyes. Fear hit the vixen's chest like a beating drum and she set a foot back. What was Tai Lung going to do? Was he still angry about the temple and her feelings toward Po? The snow leopard was nearly upon her and Layla flinched, waiting for the death blow. She felt a jerk on her right wrist before she heard broken chains fall to the floor. Layla opened her eyes.
Without a word Tai Lung swiped the chains on Layla's left wrist. The restraints broke. The snow leopard did the same with the rest of the fetters. The shattered chains fell to the carriage floor and Layla was free once again. The vixen breathed a sigh of relief. She was only a prisoner for a few hours and all ready she hated it. How Tai Lung remained sane throughout all those years in Chorh-Gom, was beyond her.
Layla brought her eyes to Tai Lung's face, a "thank you" on the tip of her tongue. But she stopped at the look on the snow leopard's face. Layla saw the anguish in Tai Lung's normally cocky golden eyes. She could tell he was afraid. He was afraid of almost losing her, he was afraid of what she thought of him but most of all, he feared her rejection.
Still nothing was said as the two lovers stared each other down.
Tai Lung held his eyes to the vixen's, trying to communicate his remorse and relief since words didn't come. There was no way that he could ever tell her what a living nightmare these past two days had been for him. He hadn't slept, he hadn't eaten; all he could do was replay that moment when his anger got the best of him and he plunged his fingers into her vital nerve. Tai Lung's heart was shattered and remained broken even though his lover was still alive. The snow leopard was so sorry for what he had done and if he could, he would rather have taken the Wu Dai instead of her.
Holding her yellow eyes to her wayward lover, Layla awaited Tai Lung's next move. Thankfully his words found him again.
"I'm sorry." He croaked; his pain-laced voice sincere.
The vixen just held her eyes to his, letting the reprieve of Tai Lung's remorse soak in. But Layla's silence was killing him.
"I'm sorry, Layla." Tai Lung repeated, trying not to look at the bandages covering her left arm.
Words died in his mouth. There were no words to describe how remorseful he was; a bummer too. Words would really be helpful right now, especially with Tai Lung's romance on the line, here! He lost her once and there was no way his heart could go through that again. No way!
"Tai Lung." Layla's voice rang through the uncertainty.
And when the snow leopard expected a harsh rejection, he felt the vixen wrap her hand around his. Without a word, she led him out of the barred wagon and out into the afternoon sun light. Now that they could see each other clearly, Layla smiled at him.
WHAK! She slapped him, HARD. Tai Lung's head jerked with the blow, his eyes watering.
"OW!" The snow leopard barked, holding his face with his hand.
The vixen shook the nip in her hand from slapping the snow leopard's hard face.
"That's for giving me the Wu Dai Nerve Strike. What were you thinking?!" Layla threw her only good hand in the air.
Tai Lung gritted his teeth, trying to blink away the sting of her slap.
"I wasn't." He simply replied standing straight, hurt and frustrated at her smack. "I-… I was just a-angry."
His golden eyes clouded over with shame as he bowed his head. Now Layla's heart strings were plucked.
"Both of us did stupid things because we were angry, Tai Lung." The silvery vixen hushed.
Still, the snow leopard didn't look at her. Sighing quietly, Layla placed her hand to the side of his head. Tai Lung looked up at her. Layla smiled and let her touch fall to his neck, shoulder, arm and hand.
"I forgive you, Tai Lung." The silvery vixen took his hand and placed it on her heart. "You see? My heart is still beating and it will always throb for you."
Tai Lung's face twisted with relief and reoccurring jealousy.
"What about the Dragon Warrior?" The snow leopard's tone took an angry turn. "What am I to you? A fallback? A one-night-sta-?"
But his rant was cut short when Layla dove into his arms and kissed him. Tai Lung immediately wrapped his beefy arms around Layla's curvy waist and kissed her back. The vixen pulled back, prematurely in Tai Lung's opinion, and looked her wayward lover in the eye.
"Where's your head at Tai Lung?! Po's like seventeen years younger than I am!" Layla scolded. "I never had a romantic interest in the young Dragon Warrior. I care for Po just as I do Master Oogway; as the family I never had."
Then she got a dirty smirk on her face and pulled Tai Lung closer to her.
"You are my man." The silvery vixen pecked his lips. "I love you and it was killing me when you were gone. You love a girl and then you leave her? Tisk, tisk, Tai Lung."
Tai Lung blinked before he smiled naughtily, his cocky swagger returning.
"You always did go for the good-looking, intelligent and mighty warriors, Baby Bird." The snow leopard pulled her to his chest.
Layla rolled her eyes but chuckled.
"Exactly." She returned. "And you're lucky there's no one within a hundred miles that is a better kisser or has a cuter tail than you because you just got away with giving me the Wu Dai without getting kicked in a very painful place."
The snow leopard gave a low purr.
"Lucky, lucky me." Tai Lung grinned.
He took the two fans from his pants and held them to her. Layla's eyes lit up at the sight of her gift from Po that was taken from her. She smiled and gripped the fans to her chest. Thankful that Tai Lung returned them to her, Layla then tucked them in the bosom pocket of her robe.
Layla giggled and leaned her head up. Their lips met and all their worries and troubles melted away. Tai Lung held her in his arms before swinging her legs to his chest. Now the snow leopard carried his lover, legs draped over his muscular arm and waist held in the other. The fox and snow leopard shared a moment of pure affection; no cockiness, rivalry, jealousy or anger. Both as peaceful as the whispering wind through the swaying bamboo trees.
Layla couldn't stop giggling as she wrapped her arm around Tai Lung's neck.
"So; what are we going to do right now, tiger?" She gave him a devilish smirk.
Her little pet nickname, how ever uncalled for, made Tai Lung's face heat. The snow leopard's eyebrows touched but a grin was still on his face. His eyes fell to the fans in her chest pocket.
"I'd like to get away from here." Tai Lung purred. "Maybe revisit the campsite in the middle of the forest?"
Layla gave a loud laugh as she kicked her legs playfully.
"Are you a mind reader too, oh good-looking, intelligent and mighty Tai Lung?" The silvery vixen traced the snow leopard's chin.
"I'm all that and more, Baby Bird." Tai Lung gave a wicked smirk and let another purr go.
The vixen looked to the sky and sighed. Man, she missed his touch, voice, cockiness, whiskers, EVERYTHING!
"Well?! What are you waiting for?" Layla voiced, closing her eyes and letting her head fall on his chest. "I'd like to get to our campsite before it gets too dark to see each other."
Tai Lung gave her a cocky smirk.
"Easy, Baby Bird." The snow leopard couldn't hold in an amused chuckle as he began walking deeper into the bamboo forest.
Bathed in afternoon sunlight, Tai Lung and Lady Layla moved down the roadway, the latter in the former's arms, enjoying each other. Both were deeply in love and they knew it. Leaving behind a unique legacy and news for the Valley of Peace, both snow leopard and vixen moved toward the serene bamboo forest where their love was found.
Wolf Mystic: Here's your little leopard in his final appearance in my fic. Hope I did him justice.
corset-rebellion-follower: Well, I'm pretty sure jamming something up a javan rhino's nose is illegal in most states...
Kippis05: Vachir's pummeling is not done yet.
Blood Dragon JL: Easy there and relax. And as an answer to your question, there will be exactly twenty chapters to "Family Affair". The last chapter will be up soon.
D.J. Striker: I'm not done with Po's cuteness. Expect that in the next chapter.
R&R! LONG LIVE ROCK!