Mozart the Meerkitten
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Okie doke this is the sequel to The Tale of Mozart the Meerkitten. Kitty told me to post some tonight so I suppose I shalt.
Link to The Tale of Mozart the Meerkitten (original book, fist one) http://www.narniafans.com/forum/showthread.php?t=25720
Peace would never last at Reandalawo, though everyone hoped it would. Mozart still led the LFF Catlition, though she was older now. Midnight and Flower and their three siblings had left the LFF Catlition and graduated to Ribbony’s original Catlition. Frodo, Smokey and Shadow were growing too. They were no longer scared little kits, they were on the verge of being great warriors themselves.
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Tori looked fondly at her tiny kits. There were five of them, Jako and Creamy named for two great warriors. Pumpkin, named for her color and because she looked like a pumpkin. Tansy, named for one of Tori’s favorite flowers. And Fireheart, named because from birth she had been a feisty one.
Nobody knew the father of the kits. Rumors floated about. Was it Jak or Misty? Or maybe one of the Catlition? None could be sure, for Tori never let the secret out, she never even told the kits themselves.
Meanwhile, far away from Reandalawo, a new nameless malice lived. He went about, terrorizing good creatures and convincing evil ones to join him. Some said he was mad, others said he must have been abused as a kit to act as he did. Those ones who said the later tried to make friends with him, but either ended up dead, or joining forces with him.
One young cat he captured was named Hope. She became one of his slaves. Yet her siblings always followed him, attacking the one who had taken their sister. Their names were Braveheart, Silverpaw and Shaggy. They were orphans, about five months. Braveheart and Shaggy led, together, any troops they could muster. But always they were left deserted. Neither young tomcat wanted to fight, but they knew they had to get their sister back. So they always went on with their sister Silverpaw, chasing the one who had their sister Hope.
The tiny newborn kittens, the four young refuge cats, the LFF Catlition. All these three would soon understand their parts in this story.
For the nameless malice moved towards Reandalawo, everyday getting closer…
Closer, closer…
Closer as the Fire kitten grew…
Link to The Tale of Mozart the Meerkitten (original book, fist one) http://www.narniafans.com/forum/showthread.php?t=25720
The Fire Kitten
Prologue
Peace would never last at Reandalawo, though everyone hoped it would. Mozart still led the LFF Catlition, though she was older now. Midnight and Flower and their three siblings had left the LFF Catlition and graduated to Ribbony’s original Catlition. Frodo, Smokey and Shadow were growing too. They were no longer scared little kits, they were on the verge of being great warriors themselves.
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Tori looked fondly at her tiny kits. There were five of them, Jako and Creamy named for two great warriors. Pumpkin, named for her color and because she looked like a pumpkin. Tansy, named for one of Tori’s favorite flowers. And Fireheart, named because from birth she had been a feisty one.
Nobody knew the father of the kits. Rumors floated about. Was it Jak or Misty? Or maybe one of the Catlition? None could be sure, for Tori never let the secret out, she never even told the kits themselves.
Meanwhile, far away from Reandalawo, a new nameless malice lived. He went about, terrorizing good creatures and convincing evil ones to join him. Some said he was mad, others said he must have been abused as a kit to act as he did. Those ones who said the later tried to make friends with him, but either ended up dead, or joining forces with him.
One young cat he captured was named Hope. She became one of his slaves. Yet her siblings always followed him, attacking the one who had taken their sister. Their names were Braveheart, Silverpaw and Shaggy. They were orphans, about five months. Braveheart and Shaggy led, together, any troops they could muster. But always they were left deserted. Neither young tomcat wanted to fight, but they knew they had to get their sister back. So they always went on with their sister Silverpaw, chasing the one who had their sister Hope.
The tiny newborn kittens, the four young refuge cats, the LFF Catlition. All these three would soon understand their parts in this story.
For the nameless malice moved towards Reandalawo, everyday getting closer…
Closer, closer…
Closer as the Fire kitten grew…
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