Chapter 1

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Exactly 1 cat year later but for me 7 dog years later I had been working for king paw and his butler cat clawless some cat's say that it is an honor to work for the king but for me and the rest of "the captured" as we call our selves we are the dog servants. No respect, no sympathy just torture. Even if today was my birthday they don't care they say "you have seven birthday's for one of ours get over it."

After that I decided not to cooperate with the king and clawless I didn't sweep with their stupid foot attachment that has bristles on the bottom I just wouldn't do it. Twice they had threatened to torture me but I didn't care nothing they did would cause more pain then when they took my parents from me.

This time the actually brought me to the fire pit they had me walk across those flaming rocks three times but none of the times did I react it was only when they brought in a small dark golden retriever that looked so thin you'd wonder if she had ever been fed. It hurt to watch her get tortured because of my mistakes. It was like she was the whipping boy and I was the prince.

one time though she masked her talking by pretending to yelp in pain but she was actually telling me "This doesn't hurt me much so don't feel so bad about it."She's which uniforms and she is

After a couple of weeks of torture we were called to king paw when the both of us didn't bow he took out a whip and whipped both of us un till it was almost impossible to tell the white color of my fur. By the time clawless had dragged us to the council of cat's the blood had caked onto my fur giving me a crusted maroon color. After looking at us with their cold yellow eyes the council of cat turned around and lumbered of on their old legs to a small mahogany door that almost blended in with the wall. I hadn't noticed the dark wood in this room but then I hadn't noticed much about this place. "Hey!" "Hey!" the other dog said urgently. "if we don't live, I atlas want to know what your name is." "sorry," I murmured, "I'm dagger, how about you?"

"I'm Lani," she said "I lost my parents a year ago and have been here ever since."

"oh, same here." I murmured sheepishly

"enough!" Said the head cat. He was an old exotic cat with a sterling color we hadn't noticed him we were so intrigued in our conversation that we hadn't noticed the council of cat's enter.

" you have been deemed unworthy," The sphinx cat said, "you will be poisoned by The Claw tomorrow evening."

"But first you must be displayed."

As if on signal a squadron of royal cat guards in dark navy uniforms came out of another door behind us and took us down a white tile staircase to a dark room with iron bars. The clang of the iron bars echo throughout the room causing yelps of terror of other dogs around us. I hadn't realized how spacious this room was and how many other dogs it held. Throughout the day the earsplitting echoes of rattling bars revealed how many dog's were kept down here in this jail waiting to be killed. sometime during my time down in the dungeon I thought about that dark golden retriever that I had just met but I- felt like I had known her for much longer than that. And my parents who I had only known for a year Before the cat's killed them. My mothers deep blue eyes and the way my father fought gave me new purpose to get out of cat Island.

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