by Knightdaniru » 09/21/2007 6:47 PM
Both Kougy and Bristone stopped what they were doing and looked up to see what was going on. "What was THAT!?" Kougy exclaimed, his fur slightly bristled from surprize
"That explains what you heard Chaotic..." Bristone said, listening to the giggling, "That sounded like a learf bark. I should know. I use to be one..." Bristone walked over to where Maple was rolling in the grass. "I sure is a learf. You allright, Chaotic?"
Kougy also walked over to the sun learf. "Hello!" He said, "It seems you might want to play with us! your always welcome to! Whats your name? I'm Kougy, the leawolf is Bristone, the Magi...umm... Bird is Chaotic, sorry Chaotic, but I can not remember your species name... After all I don't live with any... And the Kuhna is Kal!" He managed to intruduce everyone there, then waited happily for the learf's reply.
You may call, you may call
But the little black cats won't hear you.
The little black cats are maddened
By the bright green light of the moon;
They are whirling and running and hiding,
They are wild who were once so confiding,
They are crazed when the moon is riding
You will not catch the kittens soon.
They care not for saucers of milk,
They think not of pillows of silk;
Your softest, crooningest call
Is less than the buzzing of flies.
They are seeing more than you see,
They are hearing more than you hear,
And out of the darkness they peer.
With a goblin light in their eyes!
The Bad Kitties
By Elizabeth Coatsworth