The Fishy Lighthouse! 15

Welcome back for more McSniff this Lovely Thursday. We are following William and Richard home from dinner at the Kings palace that unfortunately was cut short by Lady Chambelle. Enjoy another part In the Fishy Lighthouse Adventure.

This week a kitty picture.

The Fishy Lighthouse! 15

Richard is trembling with fear and is picking the tip of his tail. William looks concerned and takes another quick peek outside. Two more cloaked individuals cross the path one holding what looks like a weapon. “Are you okay, Richard?” he asks with a silenced voice.

-“yeah sure I am. I mean not that I got kidnapped when in a carriage or anything. You know, I am fine just well concerned about Cynthia”

“It is okay Richard, it seems they are gone and no need to explain” The wheels started turning again and William was thrown back in to his seat. His mind has gotten occupied by the sound he heard. With his paws crossed across the chest he sinks into a deep thought. ’I know I heard a bark and the silhouette was not that of a cat, but I cannot be sure. The tail was too spikey as well. Maybe I can talk about this tomorrow with McSniff, maybe he will know. And then there were these three individuals wearing dark cloaks with hoods, hiding their faces. What does that all mean’

-“William? Will! We are here” Richard is waking up William who fell asleep thinking of what happened there on that path. “You can get off now; Cooky is pouring us a night cap”

“Oh wow I must have fallen asleep” William slaps his paws in his face. “But of course a drink, very well” With arms stretched to the sky his eyes look up and see the red skies turning a darker blue. Like a sportsman he rotates his hips, loosening up his joints from the long ride, in which he slept a little awkward. “Thank you for the ride guys” He shouts as the carriage is pulling away from the house.

Richard puts an arm around William and walks him towards the open door “hey William where were you with your thought?”

With a smile he answers “It was nothing just something I may have heard” and his hands wave it away into the air. “By the way is Lady Chambelle not home yet, and doesn’t Kitty always do the late evening drinks?”

-“Well she might have a good reason not to I guess, never really thought of that. Now that you mention it ever since that time you went away again she has been away with Cynthia quite a bit. Probably nothing, come.”

Both men walk inside the library where two glasses filled with amber liquor are awaiting them in shiny glasses with a diamond cut base. Like buckets hanging on silver handle from a beautifully crafted tail of a cats statue.

Richard reaches over and grabs a glass of the tail, letting the handle fall over his extended thumb nail. The glass is standing in the middle of his palm on those cushions. “Have a go at it Will” Richard turns around and sits on one of the seats near the fire place. With a careful approach William holds his hand underneath the glass and raises till the handle falls away from him and the glass is resting completely on his paw. With a smile he noticed the base being hollow and holding a shape to fit the centre cushion. Thought not getting the hang of it just yet he holds the glass on its own.

Richard is laughing and holds high his glass, “Cheers Will, lots to learn my friend.”

Both are smiling and enjoying their drinks when a door is opened in the hall.

To be continued…

Hope you enjoyed the read

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Ranting Crow

The Fishy Lighthouse! 14

Welcome to our usual McSniff Thursday and another part of the new adventure. Lady Chambelle has left and left the other cats a bit flabbergasted. What would she be up to? And what about William Will he say yes to what the King has asked. Read on and find out.

The Fishy Lighthouse! 14

William helps Richard up and to the carriage the king had waiting for them to take them on their way home. Slowly gathering his senses he is approached by McSniff.

“Richard pretty sure you was busy doing other things when she told. Head high as Lady Chambelle does what she does the best. She may have been a wreck when you was missing, but she is strong, independent and smart enough to keep out of trouble.” paws shaking and Richard looking more relaxed and even started to smile.

-“You are so right Gregory. It is why I married her in the first place she is on her own level and pretty to match. But I cannot help but think there is more to this COPS thing. Ooh well let us go home Will.”

“Yes, go home” William lets out a deep sigh while climbing into the carriage, but before he could settle down in the seats he is grabbed from behind by McSniff.

-“Take your time, do not worry to much. And I be picking you up somewhere tomorrow, so be ready bud. To follow Lady Chambelle’s example we have a promise to keep with some kittens.”

A smiling image of Tiffany starts flooding William’s brain. Holding her basket of flowers. rudely awakened by the screaming and playful kittens he looks startled at Mc Sniff. With his large thumb up in the door opening he settles down. Doors are being closed and with a snap of the reins the wheel are set in motion and has the carriage roll away from McSniff across the garden. The skies have turned a fiery orange giving a complete different vibe to the view from the window.

Dark alleys, shady cats roam the streets. Like day and night, so changes the city. Only a few kittens in ragged clothes are all the playfulness this evening has to offer. The iron hoop rings beautiful as it falls over and the disappointed aw turn into a smile fast and continues to shouting on who will be next.

“Paris here is so different Richard…” A quick look over at Richard has Will notice he has fallen asleep. Peaceful and with not a care in the world he purrs like a true cat.

With a knock on the roof grabbing Will’s attention, to have him hear a guard shout in a loud voice. “Stay sharp there is something ahead.” It was loud enough to wake up Richard who slides to the middle of the seat. William put his head out the window, curious about why they had stopped just outside of town. With the sky even darker all he could make out is some dark shadows of what look like someone in cloaks and tiny figure with a square snout walking on all fours.

A sound has all ears rotate like a radar. Even Will tenses up and tries to figure out where it came from. His facial expression tells a great deal as he looks puzzled at what the sound was. “Did you just hear a bark as well Richard?”

Richard is just sitting quietly shaking the tip of his tail held between his paws. “Sorry Will what was that?”

To be continued…

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Ranting Crow

The Fishy LIghthouse! Part 13

The Fishy Lighthouse! 13

“What do you mean message for you?” Richard looks surprised at his wife, Lady Chambelle.

“Oh come on dear I told you about COPS right, don’t tell me you forgot about me and the ladies?” Cynthia holds open a small box. “I need to be going” she says while the bumblebee enters the box full of holes.

“Cynthia, I do not recall… and what? Wait… go? COPS?” Richard’s face is looking fringed and hard thinking.

-“COPS is that not the secret group that tries to help puppies?” McSniff asks standing up leaning on both his paws. “Don’t tell me you are involved with that Lady Chambelle?” Frustrated and unsure if he wanted to hear the answer he looks down to his plate awaiting her to answer.

Cynthia laughs and turns on her most luscious look “My dear Gregory, how could you even imply that I, a lady would be in such… what was it? Weird group that sides with dogs.” Her demeanour changes slightly to annoyed as she continues in the manner suited for a aristocrat “COPS is the Chambelle’s Orphanage Protection Society. It is us ladies who took it upon us to help those orphans. You met them have you not William at the windmill. Tiffany and Francis. Kitty and Cooky are a part of the group as well; we do what we can to help those kittens. So if you gentlemen would excuse me.”

Lady Chambelle stands up from the table and daps her mouth clean before giving Richard a kiss. “I see you at home Tommy darling” With long slow strides and head held high she leaves the men with a stoic look on their faces, unable to comprehend what is going on here.

“Richard did you know this?” McSniff sits down again leaning his head on his paws.

-“I know she told me she been doing something with the girls, she been in her garden a lot together with Kitty, picking flowers.”

“How long have I been gone? I mean it has only been like a couple of day’s right?” William’s eyes are wide open, his mouth spread showing of his sharp teeth.

McSniff pets him on his shoulder “We told you right time is different here, it has been some weeks”

“Gentlemen we do have a problem at hand…” The king started talking again “” What say you William, will you help us?”

-“Sir, Sire it is all a bit confusing for me and I am sorry. I am still trying to get over the shock I would have to stay here and as much as I do understand… Right now I do not know…”

“We understand William and I truly am sorry I had to ask the Hero in such a short time. But time is of the essence. We cannot let Paris suffer in hunger. So please let us hear your answer before sun down tomorrow.” With claps of his paw the lackeys enter the room and start taking away the plates. “I think maybe we should do this another time, I am sorry for being a lousy host.”

-“Sire it is not your fault, just the chain of events that just make today feel a bit strange”

“Thank you Gregory, and William please think it over. Sir Richard my apologies”

-“Oh no sorry what was that, Sorry I am just thinking about Cynthia said.” Richard stutters and quiets down not even sure what he was saying or thinking.

“I will have a carriage waiting for you to get you home Richard. Where will you be staying William, you are free to stay her for the night.” The kings paw points across the room and stops at a window facing the garden.”

“ooh, I am sorry I believe I was to stay with Lady Chambelle and Richard, for the time being”

Richard reacts to his name all confused and scattered, “yes, yes, I believe that was the case, I think”

To be continued

Okay today is the open Friday and as mentioned yesterday, due to some secrecy from Lady Chambelle this part is a day late. Hope you enjoyed the small read of another part in the this story of the fishy lighthouse.

Best Wishes
Ranting Crow

The Fishy Lighthouse! Part 12

Due to some Computer issues a little later than usual. Still hop you will enjoy another instalment of the Fishy Lighthouse. The new McSniff adventure.

The Fishy Lighthouse! Part 12

“We are all friends here William and you have become one of a small circle that sees the unofficial side of me. Come join us” His large paw gesturing to an empty seat next to McSniff. Richard and Lady Chambelle are smiling delicately.

-“Friends, but… when and how?” William turns shy like a little boy and stares down at the floor as he walks up to the chair.

“I am sorry William, didn’t mean to scare you. Guess that is how people truly perceive me.” The King is laughing so loud it sounds like a roar. Everyone else is joining in and McSniff pats him on the back.

“Don’t worry William, you be back on your feet on no time” As the laughter is dying down the maids come forth and set down the plates of a delicious meal. The taste of fresh fish is melting on the tongue. Drinks flow rich from the bottles as the group of friends and the king chatter away. William on the other hand is a bit quiet; his demeanour is that of how he was in the beginning. Shy and trying to gather enough spirit to speak up.

“Sire, I uhm.. I cannot help but notice a bit of tension, when we walked in. Not just from you Sire but also from McSniff” His head bows down over his empty plate tapping a nail nervously on the table.

-“Will, it is not…” The King stops McSniff from saying anything further.

“Gregory, it is okay, let me.” The King stands up and takes his grand pose again. He certainly is strong looking. His broad shoulders and strong arms are impressive to see. His manes making him look even bigger. “From what Gregory has told me, I am not surprised you noticed. Indeed there is something at hand and please do not think that this is why I invited you. “

He claps his hand firmly and swipes a paw through the air. Without even a word said all the lackeys and maids leave the room in an orderly manner and close the door. Leaning on the chair he lets out a big sigh.

“Friends we or rather I have to make one of the hardest decisions. We are in a bit of a pickle. Richard and McSniff might have noticed already that the fishing grounds have been sending less fish. Our tanks are close to empty. Now it means sending cats outside of these walls in order to investigate. William I be honest I asked McSniff if he would go out there and investigate. Indeed I questioned your loyalty until I slapped Gregory here around the face and I noticed how firmly he believed you. I would like to ask if you could team up with him. I am asking this as Leon Burnwood your friend and as King Lion de Paris, Protector and servant of the cats in Paris”

Lady Chambelle and Richard are looking at William in complete silence, awaiting his answer to the Kings question. All the while McSniff is putting a paw on his shoulder, “I am sorry William”.

Before he could answer a buzzing sound was coming from one of the candles. A large bumblebee with a white cross on his back sat in front of Lady Chambelle. Richard reached for a handkerchief and swings it at the bumblebee. But before he could fully hit it he stopped by Lady Chambelle. “Hold it right there Tommy dear, it is a message for me”

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What is kind of message would a bumblebee hold for Lady Chambelle. What would that white cross mean. And will William help McSniff solve the declining amount of fish. Come back next week for more McSniff.

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Ranting Crow

The Fishy Lighthouse! Part 11

The Fishy Lighthouse! Part 11

Panting in a pair of knickers and a bright red with white trim jacket, he points at the entrance. His swallow tail cut perfectly to merge together right above his tail. With a clap from the King the lackeys and maids leave the grand dining room. Only a few take a stand between the large windows awaiting the guests.

At the front gate William, Richard and Lady Chambelle are welcomed by a row of cats holding up their swords in their shiny armour. Lady Chambelle has her arm hooked into her husband’s and they walk side by side in front of Will. His head is turning left and right, amazed by all he is seeing. On first glance the palace does not look so big. A large gate street in a wall not bigger than that of a house you can reach from the street.

But once behind that wall things change. The path you would have to walk runs through a symmetrical garden all the way up to the entrance of the palace. The garden is surrounded by walls and small square windows. On the few steps into the palace stand a couple of guards, this time they are holding down their shield in front with the swords sheathed.

Will has trouble hiding his excitement as he twirls around sniffing up the scents of the flowers. When the door opens he hears a familiar voice. “Welcome friends. Allow me to guide you to your destination”

It is McSniff standing in the doorway and William notices he is not the smiling cat he tries to be. Will could sense a bit of tension.

“Welcome Lady Chambelle” With a bow he takes her paw and places a kiss onit “You look beautiful as always Lady Chambele”

-“You are still quite the charmer McSniff, Thank you” Her smile is graceful as she drops her paw beside her body when released.

“Richard always a pleasure” The firm Hand shake of both cats shows their strong friendship and the things they might have been going through. Richard stays silent and just laughs.

“Will come on in the king is waiting for you.”

McSniff guides the guests through a maze of hallways with floors of marble and beautiful decorated walls, into the grand dining room. A lackey slams a staff on the floor and calls out the names.

“Sir Richard Thomas Marquis and His Lady Chambelle. Sir Gregory McSniff and William the Hero”

On the other side of the rooms stands the king. His manes perfectly combed over his shoulder, he looks like a well groomed lion. His fur showing a beautiful orange sheen to it, as if a fire is covering him, but why is he not smiling? With slow strides he walks up to his guests, his big and strong presence has Will nailed to the floor. With a glance from head to toe the king looks at the Hero.

“You are smaller than I imagined” the kings paw grabs Will by the arm “And skinnier to”

The king turns his back to Will and walks up to McSniff.

“Welcome Richard and Cynthia, looking lovely as ever. And William I am King Lion de Paris. Thank you for saving our city, this is all in honour of you, please sit down”

Like, with the flick of a switch the King’s presence changed from strong to a certain comfort level.

To be continued…

Hope you enjoyed yet another read in the fishy lighthouse saga as the story is only just beginning.
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Ranting Crow