A/N: - I can't even believe that I literally typed BANG in the story, but I kinda had no other choice because I didn't know what else to do 'x_x

But as usual, I hope that you enjoy it! o3o

Key:

Flashback = Flashback (Obviously)

Dream = Dream

Time Passage =...

- (BORDER) - = perspective change

Anyway, chapter information:

Genres: Adventure and Drama

Warnings: Scenes of violence, and explicit language.

Date started (Chapter): Monday 9th May 2016

Date finished (Chapter): Monday 30th May 2016

Song/s: Safe and Sound by Taylor Swift.

Through the years,

It remains.

Blood I've spilled

On these plains.

Though it burns, I shan't fall.

For the hope of many, I shall bear it all.

Chapter 22: Safe And Sound

What have I done? Why was I so foolish as to get us wound up in this madness? But I can't deny the fact that this is reality, and that me, my wife and my five year old son are trapped in the middle of an illegal Plun-darrian Black Market, and the people who have come to buy off the stalls are rapidly closing in on us. This is all my fault and I don't know if I can ever forgive myself for what I've done.

I defensively hold the Sword of Omens in front of me. Even if those people are Plun-darrian, some of them are innocent. I can't kill any of them; I've killed far too many people already.

I hold the Sword out in front of me before roaring "Thunder! Thunder! Thunder! Thundercats, HO!"

The cat's symbol rockets into the sky, illuminating the dark, inky depths with red light. I feel something roughly close around my right arm and throw me down onto the floor. I look up, and see a Plun-darrian who looks similar to Monkian, and he's raising a large, obviously dangerous knife above his head, preparing to bring it down and slay me.

I quickly roll out of the way; the knife strikes the open ground as I stand up. "Cheetara, grab Katzeran and make sure to hold onto him tightly, ok?" I say, so she takes hold of our cub in a secure grip, and I tightly loop my arm around both of them. "Keep as still as possible!" I say, and I aim the Claw Shield at the ceiling; the grapple line shoots out of the claw and winds around a crossbeam. I jump, and we soar through the air over the crowd of Plun-darrians, making Katzeran scream in fear and bury his face into Cheetara's chest.

We land on the floor and run as fast as we can out of the building. "How the hell are we going to get out of here?" I ask, looking at Cheetara as she runs alongside me, holding Katzeran, who is still crying. He must be so frightened. After all, he is just a little cub.

"Mum, Dad, what's happening?" he asks fearfully, his eyes wide with alarm. "Don't you worry about it, Katz, ok?" Cheetara says as the sound of sirens fills the air, along with the sounds of dogs barking and the shouts of Plun-darrians.

"In there! Quickly!" I say, pointing to a dark side street. We run into the darkness and press ourselves against a wall behind a large dumpster, panting deeply and desperately trying to get our breath back. I pull Katzeran onto my lap and press my hand over his mouth in case he cries again, which he does, so I hold mine and Cheetara's cub close to my chest and cuddle him to try to calm him down. He's shaking and sobbing uncontrollably, but he eventually calms down and stops crying after I repeatedly whisper "It's ok, Katz." into his ear.

The Sword of Omens suddenly roars in warning of danger, so I take the Sword in my hand and hold it in front of me as I say "Sword of Omens, give me sight beyond sight!"

The crossbars curl and the fog fills my mind, and I see the Plun-darrians searching for us. "The Mutant Police and their sniffer dogs are hunting for us. We haven't got much time." I say, then the vision changes to that of the Feliner II, which is screaming towards the Plun-darrian atmosphere. Panthro, Tygra, Pumyra and Snarf are aboard it, and Panthro's face is a terrifying mask of rage; I'm in for it.

I put the Sword back into the Claw Shield as I say "The other Thundercats are coming in the Feliner Mark 2. They're going to be here soon, so you take Katzeran and stay here. I'm going to try and lead those blasted Mutants far away from here. You either wait for the Feliner Mark 2 to get here, or you leave in the original one and contact them to tell them to retreat and escape. Either way, I'm not going to be going back with you. You're to leave me here, ok?"

The cheetah gasps in horror. "Lion-O, I am not leaving you here! Those Plun-darrians will kill you if they catch you!"

I chuckle slightly. "And who says that they're even going to get the chance to even get anywhere near me? Besides, I'll be getting what I deserve for doing this."

Cheetara looks at me. "Lion-O, please, don't be such a martyr! Please, you've got to wait here with us."

"Cheetara, I'm not letting those Plun-darrians get their grimy hands on you and Katzeran. They can have me, but not you two." I say as I give Katzeran back to Cheetara "I love you two so much. If I don't make it back to New Thundera alive, then don't let anyone forget the Code of Thundera. Keep the memory of it strong in everyone's minds, and don't forget me." I kiss the cheetah on the lips then kiss Katz on his forehead and ruffle his mane, before turning around and running out of the side street. This is it. Time for me to pay for what I have done.

- (BORDER) -

"I can't believe that he's done this!"

"Panthro, calm down! Remember, he'simmature because he's mentally a teenager..."

"BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN THAT HE CAN TURN AROUND AND STEAL THE FELINER TO TRAVEL TO PLUN-DARR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT!" I roar as we strike the atmosphere "Besides, I'm gonna freaking brain the kid when I see him! 'Mature' my fucking ass!"

Tygra looks at me anxiously, but I'm too enraged to care. How much trouble has Lion-O gotten himself into this time? The kid's constantly getting himself into trouble! One of these days, he's probably going to end up accidentally getting himself killed because of his impetuosity.

I can see a large city below us, and even though it's very dark, I can see what looks like a great black flood advancing through the streets. Then, I spot a familiar large black shape...

"Down there in that clearing! I think it's the Feliner." I say, so we land in the clearing. I can see the paint on the tail; it is the Feliner, meaning that Lion-O, Cheetara and Katzeran are around this large city somewhere.

- (BORDER) -

What the hell am I doing? I must be mad, because I'm running through the streets of Atzillach like a lunatic, being chased by hordes of Plun-darrians. My heart is pounding against my ribcage, and I'm so thirsty. It feels like I've been running forever. But I can't stop. If I stop, I die. Yet, I can hear a familiar engine above me, and I know that it's the Feliner II.

I stop for a split second and duck into an alleyway to catch my breath. My lungs are burning, and so too are my legs. I don't know if I can go any further. I feel just about ready to collapse, but I know that I can't; I have to keep running, but I don't know where I'm running to. I turn to run again, just as I hear the sound of a gun being cocked...

- (BORDER) -

BANG!

My heart feels like it stops as I hear the sound of a gun being fired, seconds before the agonised roar of an adult male lion fills the air. I clutch Katzeran close to me as tears trickle down my cheeks.

"Mum! Mum, what was that?" he asks, his voice no more than a frightened whisper as he trembles.

"I...I don't...I don't know Katz..." I say, trying to hide the wavers in my voice. Oh, Gods of Thundera...please don't let Lion-O have been shot. PLEASE don't let him have been shot...No...No, please let it have missed him..."

I can hear footsteps rapidly approaching, so I press us both further behind the dumpster, grabbing my bo staff just in case I have to use it...

"Cheetara! Help me!"

I look up as I hear Lion-O's voice, seconds before the young lion staggers into view. He's walking in a strange manner, seemingly intoxicated by something, but he manages to make it to where me and Katzeran are sat before he collapses.

"Lion-O!" I cry as I rush to my husband's side, kneeling next to him as I try to help him up "Lion-O, are you ok? What happened to you?"

"Dad!" I hear Katzeran wail as I help Lion-O sit down against the wall, seconds before the young lion says "I...I was...I was sh...shot..."

He holds his hand out, and I see two large darts in his hand, the third still lodged in his shoulder; tranquilizer darts. The one in his shoulder is still half-full with the liquid, but as I try to pull it out of his shoulder, it suddenly injects the rest into him.

"Keep going! Keep searching! I doubt that they'll get very far now that Lion-O has those tranquilizers in his system! Even though they're slow-acting, they'll hopefully drop him in the next two minutes!"

I start to panic, especially when Katzeran cries "Mum? Mum, what's happening to Dad?" I look back and see Katz shaking Lion-O's arm. My son seems extremely worried about his father, who looks like he is struggling to fight against the effects of the tranquilizer darts. He's sweating and his entire body is visually trembling, and it instantly becomes obvious to me that, in whatever Lion-O was shot with, there were more than just tranquilizers in the dart; they must have been mixed with strong drugs for the young lion to be having such a reaction, and because he was shot with three of the bloody things, he now has a cocktail of drugs and sedatives in his system.

"Lion-O, listen to me. You need to keep fighting it. You need to stay conscious; you can't fall asleep orpass out!" I say as I make the young lion look into my eyes; his pupils are dilated, and I can tell that he's slipping into unconsciousness.

"Ch...Ch...Cheetara, wh...what's...h...happening to me?" I hear him mumble faintly, and I know that he's in BIG trouble. I roll him onto his back and drag him towards the wall and check his pulse; it's weak, and his breathing is shallow. Suddenly, he slumps forward, and I know that he's just fallen unconscious.

"Dad! DAD! Dad, wake up!" Katzeran pleads as he tries to wake the lion up, but I gently put a hand over the young Litah's mouth and say "Katz, you have to stay quiet, ok? Your Father is fine; he's just in a deep state of sleep."

He nods, but I can see the tears glistening on his eyelashes as he sniffles. His bond with me and Lion-O is extremely strong, as would be expected of the bond between a cub and their parents, and so I can fully understand why he's worrying about his Father...

...

"What the hell happened here?"

I look up as a voice –which I recognise as Panthro's- shouts out "What happened to Lion-O?"

I can see Panthro, Tygra, Pumyra, Bengali and Snarf running towards us, stopping dead at the sight of our unconscious leader and mine and Lion-O's beaten son.

"Lion-O was shot with tranquilizer darts; he's drugged and unconscious." I say as Katzeran nuzzles into my chest, shaking from the cold. I hold him close and drape my cloak around him to warm him up, and only then do I realise exactly how cold he feels. "Besides, how did you manage to get here without leading those Plun-darrians here?" I ask anxiously.

"I'm not sure, Cheetara. But we have to get out of here." Panthro says as he helps me up off of the floor. The panther and Tygra lift Lion-O up off of the floor, and we begin to hurry out of the city...

...

I softly smile as I look down at Lion-O and Katzeran. The pair are asleep on the bed in the med bay on the Feliner, and I feel such immense relief at the fact that my husband and son are safe. Lion-O had been given a strong medication to help get rid of the drugs in his system as quickly as possible, and when Pumyra suggested about putting Katzeran to bed after she had given the young cub something to eat and drink and checked over his wounds, my son was more than willing to comply because he was tired, and it did mean that he's get to cuddle up to his Father.

I gently brush a stray strand of Katzeran's golden mane from his forehead and kiss his forehead before turning to walk out of the door, but I hear Katzeran yawn then quietly say "M...Mum?"

I turn back around and see my cub looking at me, a groggy expression on his face from the painkillers he was given. "Mum, don't go. Please stay with me!" He yawns deeply for a second time as I sit down on the bed, before starting to purr as I gently cuddle him and stroke his mane, trying to get him to fall asleep again.

"We're...We're safe, right? This isn't a dream, right Mum?" he asks, and I hear the desperate tone in his voice. I gently pull the cub onto my lap and hold him close as I say "I promise, Katz. Nothing is ever going to take you away from us ever again, my precious little baby." The young Litah purrs happily, nuzzling into my chest as he murmurs "I love you so much, Mum."

I smile slightly and say "I love you so much too, Katz, and I always will.

I hold my son close against my chest and cuddle him until he falls asleep, and once he's asleep, I lie him back down under the blanket and gently kiss his forehead before dimming the light and walking out, leaving the door open slightly.

I walk to the cockpit and sit down. Tygra looks at me and says "How are they?"

I sigh before saying "Lion-O is still out cold and unconscious, but Katzeran woke up so I stayed with him until he fell asleep. How much longer do we have until we reach New Thundera?"

"About two and a half hours, so I'd recommend that you go and get some rest too."

I sigh before saying "I can't rest because you need help with piloting the Feliner. It's a two man job; you can't do it by yourself."

Tygra smiles at me, but he remains silent. I can tell that Lion-O is going to be in SO much trouble when he wakes up. Yet, he's always managing to get himself into trouble. He's 26, but he acts like a cub half of the time. He's not learned any lessons from the past and, as much as I hate to say it, he probably is going to be punished for it.

Nothing else is said until we eventually reach New Thundera, and even then I'm the one who breaks the silence by saying "We'd better get lots of rest; it's around 1a.m. on New Thundera..."

I'm cut off by the door opening, and as I turn round, I see Lion-O walk in and sit down in the seat behind us. He looks pale, but it's good to see that he's finally awake. The young lion looks at us, but when he sees that nobody is going to talk to him, his face falls and he sighs sadly. He makes no attempt to talk, but I can hear him sniffling and sobbing slightly. I can tell that he feels guilty.

"Thank the Gods that you're alright, Lion-O." I say in attempt to get a response from the young lion; he grunts and shrugs his shoulders before muttering "Wish it wasn't this way..."

I sigh. He's in a bad mood. Great! I turn around to face him, and he instantly looks away from me, tears freely spilling down his cheeks. He looks so upset, and I understand why. He doesn't say anything for the rest of the journey, and once we eventually get back to New Thundera, he stalks off up the steps of the Cats' Lair without saying anything.

"Lion-O, wait..." I begin, but Tygra grabs my arm and says "Cheetara, if he's in a mood, then don't bother. Trying to talk to Lion-O when he's in a bad mood is like trying to talk to a brick wall; he won't listen to you."

I sigh, then collect Katzeran from the sleeping compartment. The five year old cub is still fast asleep, even after a long and rough journey. Sure enough, his body is littered with bruises and his fur is filthy, but I'll be bathing him in the morning.

I walk up the steps with Katzeran carefully held in my arms like a baby, on my way to his bedroom, and once we're there, Pumyra opens the door and switches the nightlight on. I lay the young Litah in his bed. He whimpers and twitches, kicking out slightly in his sleep, presumably having a pretty terrible nightmare. I look under his bed, and I find his plush polar bear. I carefully place it under his arm; the cub makes a sudden squeaky sound before clutching the teddy close to his chest, purring slightly in his sleep. I smile then gently kiss my son's forehead before walking out of the room, closing the door to behind me.

I walk towards mine and Lion-O's room, and when I walk in, I see the young lion lying in bed with his back to me. I can see the scars on his back, as well as a fairly large bruise on his right shoulder blade. I get changed and climb under the blankets before gently wrapping my arms around the lion's broad shoulders and chest.

"You're mad at me, aren't you?" he asks in a low voice. He rolls over to look at me, and I see that he looks exhausted.

"I'm not mad at you, but I think that Panthro is." I say as I place my hands under his chin and look into his gleaming, gingery-orange eyes, which are rimmed with tears.

"Cheetara, I..." he begins, but I cut him off by pressing my mouth against his, passionately kissing him until I feel his body relax. He wraps his arms around me and pulls me towards him and holds me close to his chest, purring deep within his throat. We break for air as I say "I love you so much, Lion-O."

"I love you so much too, Cheetara." the lion whispers dreamily, nuzzling into my mane as I breathe in the scent of his fur, and with that, we fall asleep in each other's arms...

- (BORDER) -

I open my eyes as something warm and wet is brushed onto my chest. There are heavy iron shackles around my wrists and ankles, and I can see some person or creature standing in front of me. It's wearing some sort of mask with a long, beak-like nose, and a large, hooded cloak.

I think that it sees me looking at it because it seizes a large knife from under its cloak before approaching me at a brisk pace. I look down, and see that a pentagram has been drawn on my bare chest in what seems to be blood.

"Do not worry, boy. I am going to free you from the demonic entity which clings to your soul and refuses to leave. I will make you pure once more!" the creature says as it notices how much I'm struggling against my bonds "I am not going to kill you, but this is going to be extremely painful!"

I growl as my claws involuntarily come forth and I snarl viciously at my captor, who laughs before plunging the knife deep into my thighs, creating searing wounds into which it then pours large handfuls of salt. I scream in agony at the burning pain until it feels like my lungs are going to burst, but the masked creature laughs then continues to complete sickening acts of torture on me.

It begins to cut deep into my abdomen, slicing my flesh open and slowly pulling my intestines out as I scream in agony. Hot blood streams down my body as it dumps my innards into a bucket before stuffing even more handfuls of salt into the wound. The burning pain in unbearable, but I'm not passing out.

"You are demonically possessed by the devil Satos. This is the only way to save you!" the creature says, then it pulls off the mask. What I see beneath it is something from within my darkest nightmares from when I was a cub; a pale face with eyeless sockets and a mouth chock-full with razor sharp, blade-like fangs. It tips my head to the side then bites deep into my neck, making me scream as blood spurts from the wound. Its teeth are grinding and shredding my flesh, working like a drill does.

It reaches my vertebrae, but it doesn't stop; it keeps eating its way through the bone...

I sit bolt upright, panting desperately and bathed in sweat. Paranoid, I check my neck, throatand abdomen; no wounds at all. I seriously need to see Pumyra about my reoccurring nightmares. Cheetara thinks that it could be PTSD or anxiety, which wouldn't surprise me in the slightest.

I get up then check the clock; it's 3:19a.m. I sigh before unlocking the door to the balcony, then I step out into the cool night air. I can hear the crickets chirruping in the courtyard below, and the sound of the wind rustling the leaves on the trees is so soothing...

"Dad?"

I jump slightly at the sound of Katzeran's voice from inside mine and Cheetara's bedroom. I turn around to look at my son, who is standing in the doorway, knuckling his eyes and clutching his polar bear. "And what are you doing up, eh, Katz? You're supposed to be in bed asleep." I say, to which the young Litah cub replies with "I...I had a bad dream..."

I sigh before picking the young cub up and walking back inside. "You and me both, Katz." I say as I close the door and lock it beforesitting down on the bed with my son perched on my lap. He sobs into my chest as I rub his back. "You don't need to worry, Katzeran. Bad dreams can't hurt you. They're just dreams."

"But...But it...it was really scary..." he gasps between sobs "And it...And it was so real."

"I suppose that you want to sleep in our bed for the rest of tonight, then?" I say, and my son looks at me, his eyes wide. He nods, so I say "C'mon then. You get in the middle, and be careful not to wake your Mum up."

He wriggles under the blanket and flops his head down on my pillow, and I lie down too. He cuddles into me, so I hold the cub close to me and hug him. I purr to get the same response from him, which works. He eventually falls asleep, and I do too.

I wake up to the sun shining in through the curtains, a face-full of my son's golden mane, and his soft snoring. Cheetara is awake, and she's reading her book. She sees that I'm awake and smiles at me. "When did Katz end up in our bed?" she asks as she lies her hand on our son's back, making the cub jump slightly, but he stays asleep.

"At about three twenty in the morning," I say as the Litah starts to stir, opening his eyes as he yawns. He stretches, his claws coming forth as he growls slightly, making me and Cheetara laugh. "Well, good morning, Katz." my wife says as the youngster wriggles into her arms, purring contently. He seems as lively and happy as per usual, despite the traumatic experience he's had over the past week, which is strange because he's so young.

We get ready then go to the dining room, and when we walk in, everyone looks at us. I slink to my seat and sit down, noticing that Panthro and Marcia aren't present. Snarf starts to place bowls of candyfruit porridge in front of us, sprinkled with brown sugar. I start to eat, then Panthro and Marcia walk in, and I make the ultimate mistake of making eye contact with the panther:

It takes the combined strength of Bengali, Tygra and Sebastian to stop the infuriated panther from charging at me, and even then, he still screams abuse at me.

"You absolute idiot, Lion-O! This is by far the most stupid, thoughtless and reckless thing that you have ever done! You're lucky to have got away with your life! Lion-O, what the hell were you thinking?"

I sit further back in my seat as Panthro yells at me. I've NEVER seen him this mad before. It's actually pretty terrifying, but I don't blame him for it because of what I did.

"Why on Third Earth did you think it was a good idea to take the Feliner and leave for Plun-darr in the middle of the night?"

Then Tygra starts.

"You could have been killed! Why the fuck didn't you wait for us?"

Katzeran starts giggling hysterically at the fact that Tygra just swore, but Cheetara quickly quells him with a sharp sideways glance.

"I...I...I...I di...I didn't...I didn't think..." I begin, but the tiger cuts me off by saying "We know you didn't think! You never think before acting, and that's why you're always in some sort of trouble or danger! There's a chance that, one day, you won't have anyone to help you, and where will you be then, eh? You're so immature, you never learn from your mistakes, and we're all sick of it!"

I can feel my tears prickling in my eyes and threatening to spill over. I just feel so shocked.

"You could've killed yourself! Besides, you didn't answer me. Why didn't you wait?" Tygra shouts, his enraged expression striking pure fear into my heart.

"I...I...I...I...Cheetara had a vision and saw that Katzeran was in danger and I...I...I-I-I didn't mean for anything bad to happen! I...I just wanted to...wanted to save Katz before...before it was too late..." I stutter, violently trembling as tears freely stream down my cheeks.

"Ah! But what would you have done if you'd got Cheetara or Katzeran killed?"

I inhale shakily. "I...I'd abandon my title as the Lord of the Thundercats and King of New Thundera...and...and I'd leave my position as a Thundercat. I'd never forgive myself..."

"That's funny. That's very funny, considering the fact that you seemed perfectly happy after killing Rataro and Grune."

Everyone gasps in horror at Tygra's comment, and yet the tiger's eyes gleam triumphantly. I can't even begin to believe that he just said that! I feel my cheeks burning beneath my fur, along with the rage building up within me.

"Tygra, leave him alone!" Cheetara says, her voice wavering because she sees that I'm glaring daggers and snarling at the tiger. To try and calm myself down, I pour myself a glass of water and slowly sip it...

"Well? Are you going to answer me?"

My grip involuntarily tightens on the glass. "Tygra. Please, stop it!" I growl, struggling to keep my anger and emotions at bay, but the tiger smiles victoriously. "Why? Can't you handle the fact that you know that I'm telling the truth?"

The glass explodes in my hand as I roar, great shards of glass cutting into my palm as blood gushes down my hand. Despite the agonizing wounds, I curl my injured hand into a fist and stand up before storming out of the room. I don't stop until I'm in the mouth of the Cat's Head.

"Lion-O?"

I sigh contently as I look over the city, the buildings of which are gleaming like wet leather in the morning sunlight. I know that Cheetara is behind me, but I don't turn around to face her; I keep concentrating on the city below me.

"Lion-O, why don't you come back downstairs and..."

"I'm not going back into the Dining Room. I know that Panthro wants to tear my freaking head off, and I don't blame him. I shouldn't have acted the way that I did. I should have waited for the other Thundercats. I nearly got us killed, and I'm never going to forgive myself for that. What sort of leader am I if I keep getting my friends and my family into danger? I don't deserve to be the Lord of the Thundercats, and I don't deserve to be the King of New Thundera and Third Earth! I never asked for it, and yes, I have been extremely cocky and over-assertive about the fact that it's who I am in the past, but I've practically been taking my title for granted." I say, feeling overly disappointed with myself "But Tygra stepped completely out of line back there! He had absolutely no right to talk to me like that!"

I growl furiously, but Cheetara sighs deeply and slips her hands around my waist before nuzzling into my chest, but then she spots my hand. "Oh my God! Lion-O, that's really bad. You need to see Pumyra right away!" I sigh, but I let her lead me down to the infirmary.

Pumyra reprimands me about losing my temper, but she still fishes the shards of glass out of my palms and sutures the wounds. We turn to walk out of the doo once my hand is all sorted and bandaged, but Pumyra says "Could you wait a minute, Lion-O? I just need to talk to you in my office."

So I wait in the puma's office, and she eventually joins me.

"Lion-O, what I needed to talk about was your behaviour recently. Everyone has been worrying about you because you've been behaving abnormally."

I sniff slightly. "Well, I was possessed by Satos before we escaped from Castle Plun-darr."

"I know, but this doesn't seem to apply to that. Lion-O, what I mean is that you're showing all of the signs of suffering from PTSD and anxiety. There is medication that I can give you that will help you with it, but when you need to take it is strict, and you'll need to keep up with the prescription."

The young puma keeps talking, but I can't concentrate on what she's saying. How can this be true? What did I do to deserve any of this? First I get loads of shit with the fights with Rataro and Grune and Katzeran being kidnapped, and now this? Why? What did I do wrong?

And when I try to sleep that night, I just can't. I have too much on my mind, and even though I'm exhausted, I can't settle and get comfortable. I roll over onto my side and watch Cheetara as she peacefully sleeps. I smile at how relaxed she is, but I can't help but feel despair at the fact that she is completely unaware about how I feel and how much I'm suffering. I want to tell her, but I can't bring myself to wake the cheetah. Not when she so sorely needs her rest. I close my eyes, and it's only when the sky starts to turn from black to grey, and the birds start singing that I eventually fall into a deep but broken, fitful sleep...

Next time on Thundercats:

Now that Katzeran is safe and sound, Lion-O and Cheetara can finally sit back and relax, but when a strange alien-seeming spacecraft carrying new Thunderian refugees crashes into the Ferrals' territory, Lion-O faces a fight against his brother Leo in order to be able to take the refugees back to the city. Will he succeed?

Find out in the next chapter of Thundercats: Wake Up!