Post by Meow on Nov 2, 2017 1:22:42 GMT
It was high noon in Pouncetail's clan, and they had just caught the criminal scum that took their important herbs. The leader only had days to live without those important herbs- and it was Pouncetail's job to locate them before the leader's death.
"So, then, Mr. Trespasser, what did you do with... the stuff?" Pouncetail paced back and forth in front of a dead rabbit that they had propped up against a rock. Their eyes were focused on the dead creature as they moved, their tail lashing with the seriousness of this most important matter. "And don't try to say that you don't know, Mr. Rabbit- my sources say that you were the one to steal our stuff, and my sources are never wrong." Pouncetail straightened up, their glare intensifying as they moved to stand nose-to-nose with the rabbit, causing it to slump a bit. "So... 'fess up, scum."
After a moment of silence, Pouncetail's kittybrows furrowed with irritation. "What do you mean, your partner did it? Mr... Fluffybottom? But Mr. Fluffybottom is dead!" Pouncetail gasped as they took a step back, eyes widening at the revelation. "And... and he hid them underwater? In... in the stream? But I can't swim!" Pouncetail's voice was full of horror as they back up, unable to believe this news. If it was underwater, Pouncetail would never get those important herbs.
It was over.
"Nooooo!" Pouncetail let out a wail of despair as they collapsed to the ground. "I've let you down, Leader... the herbs are lost. We're all doomed!"
If only someone could come to Pouncetail's aid... but that was unlikely, right? Pouncetail's town was doomed. This was the end. The herbs would remain at the bottom of the stream, and a swift death would come to their leaderless clan.
"So, then, Mr. Trespasser, what did you do with... the stuff?" Pouncetail paced back and forth in front of a dead rabbit that they had propped up against a rock. Their eyes were focused on the dead creature as they moved, their tail lashing with the seriousness of this most important matter. "And don't try to say that you don't know, Mr. Rabbit- my sources say that you were the one to steal our stuff, and my sources are never wrong." Pouncetail straightened up, their glare intensifying as they moved to stand nose-to-nose with the rabbit, causing it to slump a bit. "So... 'fess up, scum."
After a moment of silence, Pouncetail's kittybrows furrowed with irritation. "What do you mean, your partner did it? Mr... Fluffybottom? But Mr. Fluffybottom is dead!" Pouncetail gasped as they took a step back, eyes widening at the revelation. "And... and he hid them underwater? In... in the stream? But I can't swim!" Pouncetail's voice was full of horror as they back up, unable to believe this news. If it was underwater, Pouncetail would never get those important herbs.
It was over.
"Nooooo!" Pouncetail let out a wail of despair as they collapsed to the ground. "I've let you down, Leader... the herbs are lost. We're all doomed!"
If only someone could come to Pouncetail's aid... but that was unlikely, right? Pouncetail's town was doomed. This was the end. The herbs would remain at the bottom of the stream, and a swift death would come to their leaderless clan.