Mozart the Meerkitten
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*shuffles feet nervously* Well hi again everyone. I'm working on a new book and I debated long and hard whether to post it. This is the "secret" I've had that I mentioned before. Originally it was to be my last Warrior Kitten's book but I changed my mind. I'm branching out in my storytelling, and I am very pleased with it. This book will be very different from any other books I've written, because, like I said, I'm branching out. Its about Mozart and the others, but also about Cogg's son, Khain. I'll leave the rest for you to find out for youself though.
Prologue
Nika watched as her mate Cogg, the newly proclaimed Wolfking assembled their army in front of the castle. Many were wolves but not all; rats, weasels, foxes, snakes even, were some of the many creatures gathered below.
“Why does papa have to go?” Nika’s little son Khain asked, tugging on her skirt.
Nika dropped down from the battlements and said softly, “Because he thinks its right. Our hunting lands are running out, so he takes an army to capture more lands, led by his chief advisor- Tigerclaw. Bah! Cats should not make decisions for wolves! Already he has tried once to capture the Far Lands and failed, yet he goes on. He began the first time without his father’s permission and now look where it has gotten him! Hmph! If the old king were still here he would not let Cogg go again.
“How long was papa gone last time?”
“Near a year. Then he came back for awhile and I thought he would stay- but no, he listens to that cat again and goes of to fight! Foolish Wolfking!”
“But fighting’s hon’rable.” Said Khain.
Nika sighed, “You’ll be just like your father when you grow up, pup. Now come, lets go say goodbye to your papa.” She scooped her little son up in her powerful paws and climbed down from the parapets through the open gate of the ramshackle Wolf-Hall castle.
Cogg stood there, at the head of his army, waiting.
“Take care of my son until I return.” He told Nika.
“If you return.” Nika amended.
“When I have crushed the resistance that lives in the fortress of Reandalawo I will send word to you to come there with our son.” Said Cogg.
Nika laughed, “I fear you are wrong, Cogg, and that you are going to your death. Maybe it does not seem that way but I believe you are. I have a feeling that after this you will never see me nor our son Khain again.”
Cogg shook his head, “I will return, and with new hunting grounds for us and a cat’s head upon my banner-stick. Now let me see my son.”
Nika handed him Khain and the little wolf-pup stared up at him with large almond-brown eyes.
“You’ll come back, papa?” said the pup.
“Yes, I will. That I promise.” Said Cogg knowingly. Then he winked at his son and said, “And when I return I hope to see that you have become a fine little warrior, eh? Make me proud son, for I pray that you will be a greater warrior than I ever will be and that you will succeed where I fail. Promise me that, just as I promise I will return to you. An oath for an oath.”
Khain watched him and said unwaveringly, “I promise papa. I promise.”
Three years later Khain paced the walls of Wolf-Hall furiously. A messenger had just arrived with tidings of a great battle where at last the mighty Wolfking Cogg had been destroyed.
Cogg had not kept his end of the bargain.
‘He promised he would come back! With a cat’s head on his banner pole! He promised!’
Now Khain was an honest and trustworthy creature as far as wolves go but in his mind his father had betrayed him and it shook him to the very core.
Khain wanted revenge; revenge on whoever had forced his father to not keep his promise- whoever had killed the father he barely knew.
Nika watched her son. His black fur glistened in the waning light, a mirror image of his father.
‘Oh please I beg to whatever gods exist up there- don’t let him be taken from me as his father was!’
But Nika’s prayers were in vain. For the Wolfprince Khain wanted revenge- he would fulfill his end of the bargain, even if his father didn’t.
He gathered his troops- a hundred and fifty wolves strong- and addressed them from the high wall, saying how they were running out of food and starving and how they must take action to survive. Then he told how his valiant father died trying to give this to them and how they must avenge him even to their own deaths.
“We will band together with the other wolf tribes! We will run to war and death and glory! We will succeed where our fathers failed, we will save ourselves from destruction, we will kill!”
Nika watched it all and shook her head.
‘Just like his father….’
The Wolfprince's Revenge
Prologue
Nika watched as her mate Cogg, the newly proclaimed Wolfking assembled their army in front of the castle. Many were wolves but not all; rats, weasels, foxes, snakes even, were some of the many creatures gathered below.
“Why does papa have to go?” Nika’s little son Khain asked, tugging on her skirt.
Nika dropped down from the battlements and said softly, “Because he thinks its right. Our hunting lands are running out, so he takes an army to capture more lands, led by his chief advisor- Tigerclaw. Bah! Cats should not make decisions for wolves! Already he has tried once to capture the Far Lands and failed, yet he goes on. He began the first time without his father’s permission and now look where it has gotten him! Hmph! If the old king were still here he would not let Cogg go again.
“How long was papa gone last time?”
“Near a year. Then he came back for awhile and I thought he would stay- but no, he listens to that cat again and goes of to fight! Foolish Wolfking!”
“But fighting’s hon’rable.” Said Khain.
Nika sighed, “You’ll be just like your father when you grow up, pup. Now come, lets go say goodbye to your papa.” She scooped her little son up in her powerful paws and climbed down from the parapets through the open gate of the ramshackle Wolf-Hall castle.
Cogg stood there, at the head of his army, waiting.
“Take care of my son until I return.” He told Nika.
“If you return.” Nika amended.
“When I have crushed the resistance that lives in the fortress of Reandalawo I will send word to you to come there with our son.” Said Cogg.
Nika laughed, “I fear you are wrong, Cogg, and that you are going to your death. Maybe it does not seem that way but I believe you are. I have a feeling that after this you will never see me nor our son Khain again.”
Cogg shook his head, “I will return, and with new hunting grounds for us and a cat’s head upon my banner-stick. Now let me see my son.”
Nika handed him Khain and the little wolf-pup stared up at him with large almond-brown eyes.
“You’ll come back, papa?” said the pup.
“Yes, I will. That I promise.” Said Cogg knowingly. Then he winked at his son and said, “And when I return I hope to see that you have become a fine little warrior, eh? Make me proud son, for I pray that you will be a greater warrior than I ever will be and that you will succeed where I fail. Promise me that, just as I promise I will return to you. An oath for an oath.”
Khain watched him and said unwaveringly, “I promise papa. I promise.”
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Three years later Khain paced the walls of Wolf-Hall furiously. A messenger had just arrived with tidings of a great battle where at last the mighty Wolfking Cogg had been destroyed.
Cogg had not kept his end of the bargain.
‘He promised he would come back! With a cat’s head on his banner pole! He promised!’
Now Khain was an honest and trustworthy creature as far as wolves go but in his mind his father had betrayed him and it shook him to the very core.
Khain wanted revenge; revenge on whoever had forced his father to not keep his promise- whoever had killed the father he barely knew.
Nika watched her son. His black fur glistened in the waning light, a mirror image of his father.
‘Oh please I beg to whatever gods exist up there- don’t let him be taken from me as his father was!’
But Nika’s prayers were in vain. For the Wolfprince Khain wanted revenge- he would fulfill his end of the bargain, even if his father didn’t.
He gathered his troops- a hundred and fifty wolves strong- and addressed them from the high wall, saying how they were running out of food and starving and how they must take action to survive. Then he told how his valiant father died trying to give this to them and how they must avenge him even to their own deaths.
“We will band together with the other wolf tribes! We will run to war and death and glory! We will succeed where our fathers failed, we will save ourselves from destruction, we will kill!”
Nika watched it all and shook her head.
‘Just like his father….’
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