The Fishy Lighthouse! Part 35
Like jaguars on all fours the cats sprint after copper. The kittens leaping over bushes trying to keep copper in their line of sight. They create a string that curves through the fields and woods until they se copper leap up against the wall.
“What is it boy, come on… What is wrong copper… You can’t run off like that.” Each and every kitten tries their best to hold him down and keep him quite afraid they will be discovered.
The Kittens one by one speak their mind as they reached him. Have that little smile of delight he was doing okay. And was not discovered by other cats or worse the palace guards. They pull on the dresses of a tired and old Cooky, and bombard Kitty with loads of question about what could have caused this.
Kitty and Cooky know full well where they are and soon as Lady Chambelle arrives. She stands tall next to her sister, with her lungs taking in a deep breath. You can see in her eyes that she is coming up with a plan.
The once so elegant and silent Cynthia Chambelle, married an outsider the writer, who created this world. Never gotten her nails dirty and drank her tea with friends. She smiled and enjoyed life an helped the smallest when she could. Buying them presents on their birthday or came by with cake. Though ever since William the Hero showed up and told her about life outside this world he wanted to do more.
She heard the stories from her husband though they were only a very few. He hardly did anything other than write stories and sat in his library, staring at the stars. Journals full of his days h went out with a back pack. He helped make this Paris but always from a distance or so it all seemed to her. She felt sorry she never asked but William brought more to this world.
He was a live and daring despite his fears he rose to the challenge and over came them by fighting for what he believed in. Lady Chambelle took that to herself and started reading the journals her husband, Richard wrote and learned about the Dogs. And how old he truly was. She was amazed an captured by the dogs stories and felt she needed to find out her self.
“Okay kids listen up, this is a secret that needs to remain a secret you hear me. Copper… Down…” Copper wags his tail and lays down beside the surprised kittens still mumbling all kinds of questions.
“You all be quiet now… And listen… This wall has a secret door into a small shed on the other side. Creating a pathway to the dog’s world. It is here, we found copper.”
“Sssst I found about this after reading some stories and the exit was blocked. Or so we thought because how did this little fellow come in. And still we could not find a way out. Since we know that cats and dogs have lived n peace before we took him in. And now we are back because Copper must have heard something. There are always lots of barks outside the wall for us we might not know the difference.”
Before she could even finish her story a secret door is opening up behind the kittens and copper. Hair raised in the neck and copper with his head low showing his teeth and growling fierce. A deadly intent in his once happy eyes.