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GUYS DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH OF AN ACCOMPLISHMENT THIS IS?

I am literally on top of the world right now. Thank you guys so much! I AM SO HAPPY!

Who would have known that forcing Tigerstar into a red suit would be such a great idea?

Hope you had a Happy Halloween! It snowed where I am and that was interesting indeed. (You see what I did there?)

Keep it Interesting!

-InterestingIndeed

Tigerstar didn't like the whole dressing up thing. Dressing up was a kittypet thing! He was supposed to be a fearsome warrior who had plans to take over the forest, and then the world. Now he was reduced to a very angry cat in a red suit with a fake beard. (If someone could find/draw me a picture of this I would be so happy… XD)

"Perfect!" Vixen brayed excitedly.

"I feel like a kittypet," Tigerstar growled. "I look ridiculous."

"Nonsense, you look handsome!" Vixen said waving a hoof in the air* as if he was waving away Tigerstar's comment.

Tigerstar was one bite away from have venison for lunch. This moose was seriously getting on his last undead nerve. How could they not realize his pain?

"Okay," Tigerstar growled. "What now?"

"Well," Vixen thought. "You'll probably be called to hear the wishes of kits, since you're a cat and all."

"Wait a minute," Tigerstar meowed. "You said it was about twolegs."

"Well it is," Vixen said as he examined a hoof. "But we reindeer can do that ourselves. I really do need a manicure."

"Woah," Tigerstar growled. "You mean I have to deliver presents to cats?"

"Basically," Vixen shrugged. "I think the first I'll do when I get home is get a manicure."

"So how do I deliver presents?" Tigerstar asked. Maybe there was some express way he could do it.
"Oh my silly kitty!" Vixen chortled. "How you do humor me! You have to know what people want before you can give it to them!"

Tigerstar bit back a snarl. This moose was really pushing his limits. First he crash landed with his other moosey friends then demanded he become Santa Claus and now was calling him Kitty? He was really on the road to Tigerstar's Annual 'We will take over the Warrior's World!' Fund raising barbeque and he would not be a guest of honor. He'd be a stew of delicious.

"And how do I know what they want?" He asked through his jaws.

"You visit them of course!" Vixen brayed. "Of course, you'll need to take some elves."

"Some what?" Tigerstar asked.

"Elves!" Vixen looked flabbergasted. "Please don't tell me you don't have elves here!"

"Okaaaayyy," Tigerstar meowed dryly. "I won't tell you we don't have whatever you just said, er, brayed."

"You don't have elves!" Vixen looked on the edge of a nervous mouse break down. Could moose have break downs? Suddenly he straightened himself up. "Never mind, I can find some elves."

Vixen raised his head and made some sounds that sounded like a queen in labor. Instantly the 8 other moose stopped freaking out. The entire time the two animals had been talking the moose had been freaking out. In the background eight moose had been scampering around frantically, running I trees, having mini seizures and braying loudly in the background. It had been really, really awkward. I mean, imagine eight moose freaking out in your backyard? What had been really weird for Tigerstar was when they brayed a few words in cat.

"MY MOTHER IS ICE-CREAM!"
"SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS!"
"LIONBLAZE IS A MARY-SUE!"
"ME ENCANTADO SOUPA DE MESA! SOUPA DE MESA MUY BEIN!"

Tigerstar wasn't sure about that last one but as soon as Vixen brayed to them they snapped to attention. The radioactive one stepped forward.

"Dasher, Dancer, Prancer, Comet, Cupid, Donner, and Blixen, and of course myself, Rudolph, reporting for duty sir." The red nosed moose raised a hoof to his face in salute and of course as he did so did all the other moose.

"At ease my good reindeer," Vixen brayed good naturedly. "As senior reindeer commander I am the general of the Claus Reindeer Squad."

Now that Tigerstar looked closer he saw that each moose wore a green and red harness covered in bells and a large patch that identified their names and the letters CRS shone proudly in gold embossed letters.

"What do you guys do?" Tigerstar chuckled. "Fly by present delivery?"

From off the sleigh a pair of toy drums and a crash symbol tumbled down making a Da-dun-dun-shh!

The reindeer first glanced at the drums then stared at Tigerstar quizzically.

"This is the most interesting cat I've ever met." Vixen brayed to the other moose. "Meet my friend, and our temporary Santa Claus, Tigerstar."

*WAVE YOU HOOVES IN THE AIR LIKE YOU JUST DON'T CARE!

Okay so I just took my spanish final! AND GOT A 196 OUT OF 200! YAY!
So I mean to post everyday this week but then I realized oh yeah, finals! So here you go!

QOTD: Who's your favorite reindeer?

AOTD: (To favorite Christmas carol) Candy Cane Lane! We sang it in my women's choir and it's really cool!

A lot of people answered for their favorite carols! I will post the results in the next chapter!

BAI!

-InterestingIndeed