After chasing the speedy brown cat, Doc manages to pounce on the squirming cat, pinning him down. Caesar wailed and wailed before a paw slammed him jaws down on the muddy forest floor.

"Caesar…" Drew tried to catch her breathe, "What was…that fox…"

Caesar's words were muffled. Drew shot a look at Doc, who rolled his eyes and took his paw off. Then, after Caesar's rapid, fast yowling and talking, screaming about things that were inaudible to the Saturday's ears, Doc smashed his jaw back down to the ground.

"I can't take that!" Doc yelled, which made Caesar's squirming worse.

Drew sighed, "Caesar, calm down and tell us why you ran like that…"

"Drew, I really don't want to hear that again…"

"Doc!"

"Fine…"

Doc took his paw off again, and Caesar looked up at them, his head shaking. His eyes were wide and frantic as he opened his mouth. The cat shut it and looked up into the sky.

"Y-y-you did-did-didn't see his ears…did you?" He stuttered.

"What about his ears?" Zak inputted. "They seemed normal to me…"

"They were curled!" Caesar yelled, "Fox's don't curl! He was a demon!"

Doc snorted, "That's crazy! Demons don't exist."

"How'd you turn in to cats then, huh? If demons are so fake, then you must be too!" Caesar twisted his body and bit Doc on the leg.

Doc reared up and Caesar ran a few feet away from all of them. He breathed heavily, and his expression turned from frantic to deep, unaltered fear.

"He said we weren't going to see the last of him…" and quietly the scared cat added, "We're all going to die…"

"We're not going to die," Drew stepped forward, "He's just a fox, we'll outrun him, jump up trees if we have too…"

"What about what he said, that you're not angels? If you're not, then you must be demons too…"

Doc snarled, "No, we're not angels, we're not demons, we're only humans."

"Would that cat know what we're talking about?" Drew intervened, "The one you talked about earlier?"

Caesar looked startled at that accusation, "You think I'm still going there? Now, after that thing came! Even if I was, I wouldn't take you now anyway!"

Doc was getting more and more annoyed, but before he could say anything Zak came up. "Maybe she could tell you whether we're demons or not, then at least you'd know!"

His ears perked up; he hadn't thought of that. For a while he left the cats sitting in silence, pondering about that. Finally, Caesar stood up, tail high in the air.

"I'll still take you!" He said, "C'mon, we better get going if we're going to make it home before dark!"

Again, the brown cat trotted off into the distance. The Saturdays looked at each other, tired and weary from the simple conversation. Off they went, treading some way behind Caesar, who looked more optimistic than ever.

Zak whispered so his guide wouldn't hear, "One minute he's terrified, next minute he's the happiest cat alive!"

"He's a cat, an animal," Doc said, "His brain isn't that big, he isn't that smart…"

"But our brains are the same size…" Zak said, "Shouldn't we be acting like that too?"

"Doc, there are people who act the same way as him," Drew said, "He's not stupid, it's just his personality…"

"He's a cat!" Doc was getting impatient.

"You're a cat too," Drew said, "Doesn't that mean you're not that smart now?"

Doc snorted and walked ahead. Drew rolled her eyes and dashed to catch up.

"I just hope we can be humans again…" Zak sighed and hurried up.