The Doctor turned his head from his chat with his companions, to see four cats talking off distance. He blinked, confused. "Does anyone know what's going on over there?"
Rainwhisker, another companion of his, shrugged. "Confrontation?"
"Wait here, now. Don't get into trouble."
He walked calmly over to the cats, and held his head high. "Anything wrong?"
"Your little friend here said you were the Doctor." The gray tom held a blank gaze at the Doctor. "Would you happen to recognize me?"
"I'm sure I don't. "
"Very strange then."
"Can I get back to what I was doing?"
"Yeah, sure." Said the silver tabby.
But as the Doctor had already begun walking away, the gray tom's ears twitched, then he ran over to stop him. "You're me, aren't you?"
"I suppose so." The Doctor cleared his throat, and narrowed his own eyes.
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Wolves of Sisterhood (Storm Prophecy Special Edition) #Wattys2018
FanfictionThe Shalka Doctor is now companionless, his strange visions of war almost gone. Life couldn't get any worse. Except it does. He runs into his Twelfth and Thirteenth Lives, as they've all been taken out of their Timestreams by the Time Lords, and to...
