Mozart the Meerkitten
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First, Flower led them to the tent where Caspian had been working.
“The White Cat thinks you’ll be able to use this better than Khain.” She said solemnly as they came to the table with the bomb on it. The destructive device was no bigger than Caspian’s head, but more deadly than any rain of arrows or forest of sharpened steel he knew. Gingerly he wrapped it in a towel and set it gently in a basket which he put over his head so that he could more easily carry it as they ran.
“Now what?” asked Blossom.
Flower grinned, “Now I lead another escape from this cursed place. After Khain is gone you should really put up a sign marking where his camp used to be, so that nobody’ll ever forget what happened there.” The young she cat said, suddenly serious again. “Now hurry!”
Flower shot through the forest like an arrow, Caspian and Blossom matching her step for step, calling on reserves of energy they didn’t know they had.
Flower noticed them looking surprised that they could keep going and she laughed and said cheerily, “It’s the White Cat’s power! Isn’t it wonderful?”
Caspian did not reply as he dashed through the forest, marveling at the speed of his paws and at the fact that he never ran out of breath or felt tired.
This strange strength that they got from the White Cat continued until they stood only feet from Reandalawo’s gate. Here Flower stopped them and smiled sadly at them.
“I have to go now. I did what I was supposed to and now I have to go back. Angels can’t stay in the realm of the living forever y’know.”
“Angels?” asked Caspian.
“Yep. That’s what I am and that’s what you’ll be someday when you get up there. A guardian angel for some lucky little cat.”
“I’ll always protect Mozart.” Said Caspian firmly.
Flower shook her head, “Someday you won’t have to protect her from anything anymore, Caspian, and then I’m sure that whoever you get to be an angel for will never have anything happen to them, because you’ll always be trying to keep them safe!”
“You’re Caspian’s guardian angel then?” asked Blossom.
“I’m the guardian of my family, and boy is it work! That’s partly why I was so keen to get you two back here, so that I can keep all of you in one place! Well, not exactly you Blossom, no offense, but you have somebody else watching over you I guess. I just volunteered first.” The young pale gray striped she-cat smiled one last time at them, then white downy wings spread up from her back and she started to lift off the ground.
“Where’d you get wings from, Flower?” called Caspian as she started to disappear.
“Angel wing rentals!” she laughed back down to him.
And then, she was gone.
“The White Cat thinks you’ll be able to use this better than Khain.” She said solemnly as they came to the table with the bomb on it. The destructive device was no bigger than Caspian’s head, but more deadly than any rain of arrows or forest of sharpened steel he knew. Gingerly he wrapped it in a towel and set it gently in a basket which he put over his head so that he could more easily carry it as they ran.
“Now what?” asked Blossom.
Flower grinned, “Now I lead another escape from this cursed place. After Khain is gone you should really put up a sign marking where his camp used to be, so that nobody’ll ever forget what happened there.” The young she cat said, suddenly serious again. “Now hurry!”
Flower shot through the forest like an arrow, Caspian and Blossom matching her step for step, calling on reserves of energy they didn’t know they had.
Flower noticed them looking surprised that they could keep going and she laughed and said cheerily, “It’s the White Cat’s power! Isn’t it wonderful?”
Caspian did not reply as he dashed through the forest, marveling at the speed of his paws and at the fact that he never ran out of breath or felt tired.
This strange strength that they got from the White Cat continued until they stood only feet from Reandalawo’s gate. Here Flower stopped them and smiled sadly at them.
“I have to go now. I did what I was supposed to and now I have to go back. Angels can’t stay in the realm of the living forever y’know.”
“Angels?” asked Caspian.
“Yep. That’s what I am and that’s what you’ll be someday when you get up there. A guardian angel for some lucky little cat.”
“I’ll always protect Mozart.” Said Caspian firmly.
Flower shook her head, “Someday you won’t have to protect her from anything anymore, Caspian, and then I’m sure that whoever you get to be an angel for will never have anything happen to them, because you’ll always be trying to keep them safe!”
“You’re Caspian’s guardian angel then?” asked Blossom.
“I’m the guardian of my family, and boy is it work! That’s partly why I was so keen to get you two back here, so that I can keep all of you in one place! Well, not exactly you Blossom, no offense, but you have somebody else watching over you I guess. I just volunteered first.” The young pale gray striped she-cat smiled one last time at them, then white downy wings spread up from her back and she started to lift off the ground.
“Where’d you get wings from, Flower?” called Caspian as she started to disappear.
“Angel wing rentals!” she laughed back down to him.
And then, she was gone.