Cat, Black

Cat Black I know Shes Back

Cat Black I Know She's Back

Been Six Weeks Since She Blew Her Stack

"He is back," Chorused two voices. The voices were perfectly in sync with each other, not a beat off. If you weren't familiar, then you would think this was only one cat talking and be terrified when opening your eyes to see two cats.

Despite being familiar with both of the twins, Munkustrap was still a bit spooked by their voices. They had sent a shiver down his spine, and left an echo in his ears.

"He is," One of the twins replies, as if it was obvious.

It was not obvious.

Who was he? Old Dueteronomy, come to yell at his son for not keeping the tribe in order? Macavity, come to cause even more chaos, even to take another cat? The Rum Tum Tugger, come to brag about another one of his adventures out and around the city?

Munkustrap sighed. The twins could read his mind; if they were going to tell him who was coming into the Junkyard, they would have by now. Whoever he was, must not be a threat to the tribe, seeing as the twins were simply sitting there.

"Fine, I guess I will go great him," Munkustrap muttered under his breath.

Nothing outside the den seemed out of place. The sun shone brightly; it was midday, which meant it was the middle of the cat's sleeping time. The cats of the Junkyard were mostly nocturnal, and daytime was an unusual time to be outside, unless visiting your humans.

Slowly but surely, as to not tread on anything loud and wake a kitten, Munkustrap started a patrol of the Junkyard, looking for whoever had apparently returned. Every now and then, he thought he saw someone in a corner, or thought he heard something, but did not dare jump after it. He would rather not get yelled at by Jennyanydots and Jellylorum for making such noise, especially at this time.

Munkustrap suddenly turned his head, thinking he had seen something off to the side, and caught a glimpse of glowing eyes behind a tree. Despite it being midday, everything around the eyes was black. The area of the tree was even shrouded in darkness, keeping Munkustrap from seeing who was there.

"Hello?" He called softly, curious. "Who's there?"

The eyes closed, and suddenly the darkness lifted, leaving no cat behind.

With yet another sigh, Munkustrap continued on, this time in the direction of the tree and past it.

Still nothing, but he kept going, hearing a small noise.

The further away from the Junkyard he got, the faster he ran, more and more certain that there was a tiny meow coming from somewhere, before finally skidding to a halt.

In front of him were a mother and a kitten. The mother looked exhausted, and the kitten was small, obviously malnourished.

"Hello," He said softly, a gentle smile on his face. "What's your name, Ma'am?"

The Queen turned her head, surprised at the sudden appearance of the other cat, and seemed to shoot backwards quickly.

"I- I'm sorry," She replies nervously, before taking a deep breath. While she was quite a great distance away from Munkustrap, she also looked less frightened when this far away, so Munkustrap didn't make any move to go closer to her.

"Im Demeter," She said quietly. "Who are you?"

Munkustrap bowed his head, and lowered his tail.

"Im Munkustrap," He informed her, "I am the Protector of the Jellicles and the next Jellicle Leader."

The Queen's large eyes looked up at him in wonder.