King 17

Chapter 10 : Over the boundary and through the hoop of sleep

Mavlie throws herself onto her furry stomach as she quickly uses her front , furry paws to her arms to grab onto Igie's dominant , front paws. Narrow eyed , Igie looks down onto her front , furry paws being shielded by Mavlie's furry , slim yet short body. Lifting her furry , right paw in irritation to try to get Mavlie's paws off of - at least one of her paws , her so she can do the same to her right , furry paw.

But to no avail considering Mavlie snatches Igie's right , furry paw down from midair roughly onto the stone , dirt ground. Unlike the other paw that has already reached the dirt ground in no time.

Mavlie exclaims feeling guilty already eating up her conscience when whatever that has already happened is clearly not her fault.

Mavlie : " Whatever I said or how I behaved to you in anyway Flaunti I'm so sorry. I didn't do it ! I'm too young to get on slaughtered by you single paw-edly ! "

Igie sighs deeply putting her furry head/face slightly down alittle then rises it to get the nerve to say something to Mavlie as she still lays onto the dirt ground in front of her.

Igie : " Stop it ! Get .. a grip Mavs ! Flaunt .. it's me. Igie and Mavlie. Your big sister's life long buddies. "

Flaunti shakes his furry face/head along with his puffy and lively mane snapping out of his hunger and concentrated daze standing up. He steps forward leaving his furry , short body in a certain spot within the den except for his furry face/head that is now sticking out.

He spoke.

Flaunti : " I-Igie ? Ugh ... For a moment there I thought you were D- "

Igie : " Desi. I know , I know. I've heard of this all around Sundaya with the other cats. I ' will ' say this again : "

She raises her voice changing her calm and previous tone.

Igie : " we are NOT alike ! "

Flaunti : " Alright , alright. Dilemma solved. "

He snarls the exact same way Queen Destiny does as his way of yawning.

Igie : " You still disagree - truly , huh ? "

Flaunti : " Yep. "

Igie : " Ugh ... "

Mavlie slowly gets up using both of her furry , front arms/paws to walk backward onto the stone , dirt ground then lifts her furry , nice bum ( butt ) to stand onto her furry , short , hind legs and furry , front arms/paws. She shakes her furry face/head to get whatever dust or particles that were once onto the stone , dirt ground as if she had a mane like Queen Destiny. Off of her.

She smiles alittle at Flaunti after turning her furry face/head to Igie used to her irritated attitude towards other cats always claiming her to ' look ' like the royal , sexy ' n sassy Queen Destiny but there ' is ' a major difference. Used to the way she reacts.

Mavlie : ( happily ) " So , how's it going ? "

Flaunti : " Enough of the greetings. You found me. Hoo-ray. Now get out. "

Igie : " No. There is something we need to tell you. "

Flaunti : " Yes I've gotten thin. Although I eat alot normally. Good to know. "

Igie : " No ! "

Flaunti : " Yes Igie. I get what you're trying to say. "

Igie : " Listen Flaunt , Sundaya is out of control. Tawny's the new King which means : your Uncle isn't the Guardian of Sundaya anymore. "

Igie's voice trails off as Flaunti laids onto the stone , dirt ground alittle curled up facing Igie in a diagonal position to the left mimicking Igie in silence. Letting his furry lips to his snout move while Mavlie plainly turns her furry head/face to look from Igie who is still speaking to a ignoring Flaunti who is still in his own , little world.

Mavlie looks back at Igie and leans in to loudly whisper to her just at the moment she stops talking.

Mavlie : " He's not really listening you know. "

Igie whispers back turning to Mavlie while speaking defensively.

Igie : " I know he isn't ! "

Mavlie spoke up as Flaunti laids his furry face/head over one of his furry paws turning left , slightly and diagonal in disinterest while Igie looks at her obviously listening.

Mavlie : " Let's fall back Igie. It's clear that he doesn't care. Why waste our time ? "

Igie pauses at Mavlie who already made herself useful walking away almost reaching the exit of the den entrance that was normally the opening.

Igie smiles nefariously at Flaunti who isn't looking her way but elsewhere calmly. Then slowly turns walking purposely at her own pace.

She spoke loud enough for Flaunti to be alarmed and to easily over hear.

Igie : " It's a shame that a careless friend lets his bestiest friend be banished from Sundaya and didn't even attempt to debate about it. , since that would lead to a fight alone. "

That got Flaunti's attention knowing that was his role he shyly performed right during the king competition after it has reached an ending. He stands up onto his furry , front paws and furry , long , hind legs looking directly at her and wishing to catch her voice and furry face expression.

He raises his voice almost in anger , but challengingly.

Flaunti : " Is there something you're trying to say Igi ? ! "

Mavlie quickly turns her furry head/face in the middle of her walk then shouts in annoyance at Igie instead of Flaunti.

Mavlie : " Igie ! Look what you started now ! "

Igie looks at Mavlie pretending she did not hear what Mavlie said or her voice at all then meets her gray eyes with Flaunti's dark blue , dark , dyed , ocean styled eyes. Her tone sounding fake and sarcastic when her message clearly is what she really wants to say.

She turns.

Igie : " Who ? , me ? "

She continues while adding an evil , furry smile. The kind that you see curved onto your furry face when you're planning something naughty.

Igie : " Oh no. No , no , no , noo. "

Flaunti : * narrow eyed * " You're saying something. Is this about the moment when .. - Yes , I sold Kip out during the King competition ? Is that what this is about ? ! "

Igie : " No. "

She raises her voice in anger. With complete feeling of negativity and boiling hot energy.

Igie : " Just the fact that Sundaya is falling apart ! "

Flaunti : " I'm .. not the Queen Igi ! Get that out of your furry head. What do you expect me to do about it ? "

Igie : " Cover for Destiny ! You're her brother ! "

Flaunti : " Why should I when she made it clear that she doesn't need me ? "

Igie : " That shouldn't allow you to deny that you aren't needed in this ! "

He shouts in rage.

Flaunti : " Yes it does Igie and you know it ! "

He pauses then lowers his voice in a overwhelmed and doubtful way.

With a sting and in disgust , Flaunti warns.

Flaunti : " I suggest you mind your own business and stay out of our siblings rivalry. "

Igie looks at Flaunti then snarls abit under her breath. Narrow eyed in offense and subdued letting Mavlie just in time speak saying something surprisingly smart but not at all ignorant or obvious.

Mavlie : " You ' think ' you're the one lion in Sundaya that is hurt right now ? * scoffs lightly * You have not .. even ' seen ' hurt just yet. Do you have any idea what Desi is going through out of Sundaya and in the outskirts now ? "

Igie widens her gray eyes and turns it as if stiff , lifeless , hard and stubborn in refusal. As if growing difficult to turn her eyes using an invisible wrench. She could not believe what she was hearing !

Flaunti freezes looking at a narrow eyed and grinned up , onto her furry snout , Mavlie who is still standing before him waiting for an answer. To think incredulously what Mavlie would've said but some how or some way didn't. Flaunti's voice goes normal and calm looking at Igie first then enquires to Mavlie getting lost into her softened , furry , orange eyes.

Flaunti : " W..Where is she ? "

Mavlie speaks in excitement while moving as if in defense and so lively keeping her furry face/head out. The only piece of her furry body that stands out from her short , furry tail , to furry , front paws and furry , front , hind legs.

Mavlie : " Well she's not in Sundaya I'll give you that ! "

Flaunti arches his left , furry eyebrow over his left , dark blue eye up lacking understanding of what Mavlie just recently said. He shakes his furry face/head including his very long , light , faded , gold and blue streaked mane that dances alittle into the air. Suddenly waking up the other hair strands that laid wherever they please overlapping one another and taking up space.

He turns his furry head/face to Igie doing his best to convince himself but failure wasn't part of his plan.

Flaunti : " Desi .. is ? "

Igie : " At " The Bad Pits of Uprising. " "

Flaunti : " What now ? ! Why is she there in the first place ? ! That place is very dangerous you know. "

Igie : " She went to rescue Kip. , and I'm pretty sure she knows that place is very dangerous. "

Mavlie : " What are we going to do ? "

Flaunti : " I don't know about you both , but I have something to fix that I knew I should've attended to before Desi left. "

He stands up onto his furry fours then runs and turns right out of the den himself and Queen Destiny use to - but ' still ' do because it's filled with so much memories , hang out in back when they were cubs showing off his furry , short tail.

Igie and Mavlie look at one another then trots right out of the den Flaunti and Queen Destiny used to hang out in back when they were cubs - but ' still ' do to this very day , but down the overlapping rocks. , making another left heading for the palm tree path.

As for Abblie and Daunnie ,

Abblie and Daunnie are now trotting further inside the circle social area - most popular in Sundaya where lion dens , rocks and palm trees are. The lioness continue to head forward seeing no cat in sight by Queen Destiny's throne.

Daunnie exclaims to Abblie while leaping onto the ground ledge of Queen Destiny's and begins to look around , behind , above and finally at her surroundings.

Daunnie : " We're too late ! They must've left before us. "

Abblie : * snarls under her breath * " We'll definitely catch Tawny and the other elite lions following behind him .. if we keep moving at this pace. Let's go ! "

Abblie and Daunnie begin to dash back out of Queen Destiny's tower area then keeps on straight ahead pass the King and Queen of Sundaya's thrones. Now passing the path to Tawny's territory , through palm trees and grass at the skinny path to the left.

Daunnie and Abblie kept at their jogging pace while turning right following an at first skinny/diagonal path then hills.

Daunnie speaks to Abblie as the two lioness go up and down more hills. Her voice vivid and casual.

Daunnie : " We should've went here Abbs ! Do you realize what this area is called ? "

Abblie : " Yes I know Daun. We don't have a choice ! There's no time for that. '' Hills ' n Splitvilles ? '' This is the place. "

Abblie looks at Daunnie while running waiting for her to say something. Eventually after going down a certain hill that seems like the final one they'll be going down for the day , Daunnie spoke again as loud as she can coming out of her shy and soft as peeble , furry character alarming Abblie who widens her brown eyes from Daunnie to what's now ahead.

Daunnie : " Abbs look ahead ! "

Just in time , Abblie and Daunnie ski onto their furry butts while using their claws coming out of their furry , front paws and furry , hind legs to stop faster. Then quickly veers left to avoid an angry and exploding rock shaped like a pinball escape out of it's dark door hideout. The rock that is like a pinball swirls right in it's smooth slide path , then left , straight and skis high at the edge of it's play pen. Now flying up.

Lost in time , it swirls in slow , steady motion then gains speed out of time , fast forward , landing hard in place. Abblie and Daunnie leap in fright , then skis alittle on their furry bellies left and right and proceeding to do so again. A rock pinball was in place going left and right the way a skateboarding professional would in the middle of a competition.

Abblie turns to her right seeing Daunnie still jogging after standing looking around for an exit.

Abblie speaks aloud so Daunnie could hear at the far right giving herself a boost up at a certain edge coming out of the rock attack territory.

Abblie : " Daun ! Over here ! I found an exit ! "

Daunnie turns to her left seeing Abblie out of the rock circuit looking at her.

She spoke.

Daunnie : " I'm coming ! "

Things for Daunnie seemed to be going her way at this moment but when a certain rock and grand canyon colored rock pinball goes steady but quickly rolls over Daunnie's tail , it was her opportunity to get a close up to see her light brown eyes that have widen losing the brown forming into pure black.

She lets out an angry but short roar with her furry face/head thrown up exposing her teeth then it goes down seeing nothing to her right wondering what that was. Abblie widens her brown eyes for a short second finding it hard to believe that she had just saw Daunnie in the middle of a crisis roar right here right now in Hills ' n Spitvilles for the first time.

More rock pinballs follow the same path coming on strongly to swing right , left , straight , skis to the almost edge of it's pen and lands roughly , hitting , but obviously pulverising it's home with other kinds.

Again.

And again.

And again.

Daunnie STILL struggles sliding once more the way a grown , domestic cat would if he or she was to try to cross an icy path in order to get to a delicious fish. In a tease , the fish would repeatedly dive into the frozen , dark blue , dye , iced water. To encourage and convince. She worriedly runs straight looking behind her at the rocks that were VERY close to her. Leaving a skinny path in between them. She leaps high over a half broken , tree bark on the right blocking the pinball rocks way as an available path was on the left.

It grows even more of a problem when Daunnie gets her left , furry , front paw stuck in a tiny corner. ! Daunnie turns her furry head/face to her left seeing Abblie and spoke aloud for her to hear.

Daunnie : " Abbs ! I'm stuck ! "

Abblie gasps softly then speaks to herself entering the pinball path.

Abblie : " This is so not good. ( softly but aloud to Daunnie ) How did this happen ? ! "

Daunnie : " Never mind ' how ' it did. Help me ! "

Abblie stands on her furry , short , hind legs then kneels down beginning to pull Daunnie's paw out but it stubbornly stood stuck in the same place - in really deep , just - at least , able to twist left and right , a way it can only repeatedly go but not pulled out fully.

Daunnie tries to help herself pull out her own , furry paw back as she closes her brown eyes as if to go numb to avoid the pain then opens them crying out in pain.

Daunnie : " Oooh ! , ow ! , ow ! , ow ! , ow ! , ow ! , Ow ! , Oooow ! "

Abblie : " I'm trying ! "

A rock pinball roughly hits the first on the left corner of the tree bark but no movement or effect. Then another , another and bumping each one causing the first two to move right to the exit but didn't go because of the medium rock.

Daunnie : " They're coming Abbs ! We've got to hurry ! "

Abblie : " I can hear it too Daun. I know ! Can't you see I'm trying ? Or I can just le- "

Daunnie : " No ! , no ! , no ! Stay .. Oh stay ! I'm not trying to be the obstacle of a pinball rock pen ! "

* Bomp ! *

* Bomp ! *

* Bomp ! *

* Bomp ! *

That is the sound of the raging pinball rocks determined to go over cat intruders as they work together carrying a certain rock that reaches the medium rock first. Now having him lean against it's play pen soon to roll out of the tree bark to the lioness.

Abblie stops and looks at Daunnie's left paw leaving her to do the work by just pulling and twisting her paw.

Daunnie spoke.

Daunnie : " Why are you stopping Abbs ? Help me ! "

Abblie : " How can I when your claws is ' out ' of your paw ? That's why it's stuck ! "

Daunnie : " I'm scared ! "

Abblie : " Just retract your claws ! "

Daunnie : " I ... - "

Abblie : " Retract your claws ! "

Daunnie : " Okay ! "

Daunnie pulls one last time the same time she retracts her claws from her left , furry , front paw then flies roughly backward onto her furry , short back.

By now , the pinball rock was high at the entrance but it's huge appearance made it stuck between the bark and the play pen.

When a certain pinball rock jumps energetically up and down like a basketball it flies and hits the wall of pinballs causing the first to roll out. Time freezes again as the pinball swirls into the air as a certain someone's heart steadily beats in the background. Repeating an echo while Daunnie and Abblie's eyes widen a fair distance from the pinball that had a diagonal and invisible path to reach them. Time revives as the pinball rocks lands angrily on it's pen creating a huge and crackled gap as Abblie and Daunnie leap alittle in the air dashing for the dark red lever by the diagonal , steep path.

The rest of the pinballs fall out of place the way a player would at pool when he/she hits a white cue ball and knocks the ball into the other colorful balls on the table. And they roll to certain holes of each corner of the table in different directions. Abblie and Daunnie reach the exit as Daunnie uses her short , but kind of long tail to wrap around the red lever. It turns causing the steep path to rise yet about to close.

A rock pinball hits it's edge of the pen into another while another hits a victim again causing the two pinball rocks to fly above the steep path that now closes. The rest normally roll about hitting the path exit while roaming around.

Abblie and Daunnie slide down straight into a huge , tree bark , twin log while the rock pinballs hit the dirt ground rolling down and swirling like a snake double teaming the lioness while crushing the tree bark too. Abblie clumsily slides a second now and again onto the right side of the log while Daunnie does the same facing a crossed path onto the left constantly. As a short moment facing Abblie when each lioness reaches two paths ahead together.

Just when the lioness come together about to separate from two paths ahead that seems like the last , Abblie spoke.

Abblie : " Daun ! There should be an exit but a gap ahead. We both turn left in order to lose these rocks ! Got it ? "

Daunnie : " Let's do this Abbs ! "

The lioness separate again then return turning around to see a glimpse of a pinball rock destroying the tree bark they're in turning right out of sight. The lioness turn ahead seeing their exited path of darkness passing through while turning left leaping into tree bushes and leaves. As the rock pinballs fly high followed by the squeaky sound of a firecracker then vanishes into a huge gap.

The King of Sundaya and Queen Destiny's Uncle were busy carrying a dead giraffe onto the dirt ground and begins to look up in time seeing a part of the rock pinballs display.

Uncle turns his furry face/head ahead and spoke.

Uncle : " That's odd. "

King Tawny : " No it isn't. It means a cat .. or more , is here. "

It was an absolute silence as King Tawny and Uncle look at their surroundings moving around stealthily. King Tawny does so , but directly looks at the medium group of bright green bushes and leaves above a long ledge on the right. He stares at the green plants as if watching waiting for it to move. Automatically , Abblie pounces out of the bushes with a upset roar claws out of her furry , front paws and short , hind legs. Creeping hatefully in a stalking position , then tackles King Tawny ; snarling aloud in front of his furry face showing off her teeth.

Uncle hops over the ledge but at a moments notice , Daunnie tackles Uncle as she snarls aloud in front of Uncle's furry face showing her teeth , narrowing her black eyebrows over her sweet and brown eyes. Her claws out of her furry , front paws and short , hind legs. Even if Uncle's furry head is almost close to the stone ledge that the both of them are on now.

Abblie spoke up.

Abblie : " I want to know and I want to know now ! "

King Tawny shares a soft chuckle with himself as it carries through the area enough for the gang of lions - including the other extra lions that weren't tackled close in the gap between Abblie and Daunnie - two lions crept in place of a stalking position blocking Daunnie's exit by the ledge - to three other lions in a three some ring , could hear surrounding Abblie with narrowed , mean , furry looks and tight , furry snouts , to hear in the awkward silence. The two things that makes this weird.

King Tawny spoke.

King Tawny : " Abbs ... * smiles alittle at Abblie * You know , I used to have a crush on you when dawl and I were just friends. Before frienimies. "

Abblie : " Flattery won't get the both of you lions alive in time. Don't play dumb. Tell me now ! "

Uncle : " Your majesty , tell her what she wants to k- "

He was interrupted letting out a painful and chocking sound that came from his furry mouth to his furry snout.

Daunnie spoke.

Daunnie : " He was getting on my nerves. "

King Tawny : " I don't even know what she's talking about ! "

Abblie : " You poor excuse for a King ! Just .. can't .. stop * snarl like * lying , can you ? "

Her eyebrows shake rapidly in place as they remain lowered over her brown eyes. She leans her furry , upper body alittle closer to King Tawny's furry face yet holding her grip from both of her front , furry paws to push harder at King Tawny's furry throat.

King Tawny : " I really don't know what she's going on about ! "

Daunnie lifts her furry face/head to look at King Tawny.

Daunnie : " Just tell her ! "

King Tawny : " What is there to say ? ! "

Abblie : " I'll cut to the chase. What are planning to do with Sundaya ? "

King Tawny : " Ohhhh .... * chuckles softly again * I see what this is about. Let me up .. and I'll explain. "

Abblie : " I think you look better down here to me. "

King Tawny : " Then no Sundaya info for you. Oh well. "

Daunnie : " Don't do it Abblie ! "

Abblie turns her furry face/head to look plainly at Daunnie then at King Tawny who speaks up.

King Tawny : " Think about it Abbs. I can tell you everything. Take me as a .. like a best friend for example. "

King Tawny : " The one who tells you everything. Crushes , desires , love ... " * chuckles softly *

Abblie : " Don't you dare even call yourself that ! "

King Tawny spoke in a really stupid way that would make Abblie want to strangle him or drive herself crazy.

King Tawny : " Why ever not ? "

King Tawny : " Mmm .. beautiful. If you get off of me .. hoo-hoo ! I will tell you everything you need to know. You may even be ' my ' special friend. "

Daunnie : " He's trying to trick you Abbs ! Hold formation ! "

King Tawny : " Ahhhh ... how many friends could I ever want ? One little , two little , three little , ( he raises his voice aloud a little trailing in anger meant to drive Abblie wild ) four little ... "

Abblie : " Tell me or so help me a King will hit rock bottom on his first day ! And don't think you're not that kind of King because you are ! "

King Tawny : " Seriously , you need to let me up because it don't feel right if my furry , very long , hind legs are numb. If you were a male lion , you'd understand. "

Uncle : " Young lioness you need to release your c- "

Abblie : " Shut it up right now ! I had enough of the both of you. You're already pushing it and I rarely socialize with either of you lions. "

King Tawny : " Alright , alright. Every cat shut it. I'll tell you. "

Daunnie : " That , was easy ! "

Abblie : " Shhh ! He's bluffing. "

King Tawny's very light , hazel eyes burn deep in all frustration that is less than being flat out overwhelming all into one. His furry , long , curled tail swishes quickly left and right across from Abblie and himself in silence. While his furry , hard chest stops it's rises for quite a long second now. His furry , long , hind legs awkwardly spaced out onto the dirt ground leaving a small gap in between. Growing very still and motionless.

To his really long , light golden/reddish orange mane that is scattered apart to more than a complete split onto the dirt ground. That stretches pass his furry , buff , big shoulders with much muscle than usual. Swishing his furry head/face and furry shoulders as if a gust of wind flew by. His heart beating ever so slow.

King Tawny : " You're just like that used to be Guardian of Sundaya over there. The one who doesn't trust me because you hear my name and contemplate on my reputation. ' You ' think I'm up to something ! "

King Tawny : " Do you even know how I am as a gentlemen ? A protector ? Ohh .. but you see me as a lioness lion huh ? "

Abblie pauses as she moves her furry face/head back in thought thinking twice on King Tawny's short speech that is far more than a speech would really be. Looking into his very light , hazel eyes. She knew she had nothing else to say so she lets King Tawny keep talking.

King Tawny : " Go on and finish your King when I did no suuuch .. thing to you or any cat in dawl's pride. It's my first day. How could I ? ! Huh ? Huh ? Tell me that ! "

Abblie : " I have no sympathy for you. That's just the type of lion you are. I don't want you to hurt Desi. "

The other two lions by the ledge soften their mean and furry face expressions coming from their furry faces. Yet remain in a creeping position even if it's an unfinished stalk to block Daunnie's exit. Then soften the tightness coming from their furry snouts to their furry mouths. The three some ring of lions surrounding Abblie , cutting out all of her exits , soften their furry face expressions and relax their furry mouths. But sit up right readying themselves for what table from each side will turn first.

Uncle : " Fluffy ? "

He lets out another chocked and painful sound but it ends very short.

Abblie turns her furry face/head to Daunnie while still holding her position atop of King Tawny.

Abblie : " I thought you said that he was getting on your nerves. "

Daunnie : " ' Was. ' Just felt like doing it. "

King Tawny : " Desi huh ... * chuckles softly * I almost forgot the name of my Queen for a small second there. "

Abblie : " I almost forgot to mention that she'll reject you. But don't you let me stop you now. "

King Tawny : * chuckles softly * " Make a choice beautiful. "

Abblie : " If I were you , I'd stay away from Desi as far as possible. You better watch your back. "

King Tawny ignores Abblie then shouts into a roar.

King Tawny : " Pick ! "

Abblie looks at Daunnie then arches her black eyebrows backward in her brown eyes saying a sentence like : " I can't hold on any longer Daun , don't - just don't be mad at me , okay ? I'm sorry. "

Daunnie widens her brown eyes the same as her dark black eyebrows go up in response. Knowing what Abblie's furry face expression is saying.

Daunnie : " Abbi ... P-Please don't. Noooo. "

She whimpers alittle looking deeply into her brown eyes but no sentence was sent to Abblie , just the feeling.

Abblie turns her furry face/head then looks below her at King Tawny who plainly looks back at her with a blink coming from his very light , hazel eyes in response. King Tawny starts to change into a male cub that easily resembles into a male cub that is her brother on the day she lost him. On the day of his incident. She could hear a silent door slam ringing as an echo in her furry head and out of her furry , big ears.

But strangely , the male cub turns back into King Tawny. She sighs deeply to herself and slowly comes off of King Tawny as he rises off of the dirt ground shaking his furry , really long mane. Abblie turns her furry face/head to an angry Daunnie that shakes her furry face/head smoothly from left to narrowed eyed and grinned so disgustedly. Uncle slowly gets up from off of the dirt ground and shakes his very long , furry mane.

He spoke.

Uncle : * sighs in relief * " Much better. "

The other lions by the ledge where Daunnie is still sat upright in place. , still waiting for anything else to happen.

King Tawny sits upright wherever he pleases keeping his furry , long back straight as always.

He spoke.

King Tawny : " The only things I did in Sundaya so far is sent fourteen lions to : " The Bad Pits of Uprising " to find dawl and bring her back to Sundaya as my Queen , make sure that banished lion is in a certain part of Uprising where he'll be chained up and punished forever - the old Guardian of Sundaya's decision of fate really , and Nip , Blankey , Touphy and Tum are making their way passed the opposite forest path of : " Optimistical Hope. " "

Daunnie hops off of the ledge Queen Destiny's Uncle and herself was on then trots to Tawny in a really aggressive way through her furry body language. Angrily , she spoke raising her voice and creeps closer and closer to a King Tawny who holds his ground until she is eye to eye with King Tawny. Snarling aloud more of her anger out along the way. Furry , front claws out making clanging and scrapping sounds against the dirt ground all cats are now on.

Narrow eyed and keeping her furry lips tight to her furry snout in fury. In much attitude that no cat in Queen Destiny's pride would ever guess Daunnie would have since she is the exact opposite of Queen Destiny herself. Known for ' her ' cantankerous and nasty attitude that King Tawny and Kip loves in reality.

Daunnie : " Any plans for Kip ? How do you feel about your Queen breaking out of so called .. you both's kingdom ? "

Daunnie : " Sad ? , anxious ? , bewildered ? , And Kip ? ! , Vengeful ? , happy ? , Mmh-mph ? "

King Tawny : " Quit questioning my business. That's not your concern. "

Daunnie : " But Desi's ours ! "

King Tawny : " Key word : ' was. ' - Wait a minute , you both wouldn't happen to know where Desi is now. Would you ? "

Abblie : " Why do you care ? The only thing you want is her land. "

Uncle : " Enough of this ! "

Daunnie grows even more angry.

Daunnie : " Why ? ! Why ! You lions refuse to hear something we all should get to the bottom of , or was bound to hear soon or later ? ! Huh ? "

King Tawny : * roars aloud * " Stop it. This has gone way too far. Now , we'll return to Sundaya , calm down and get a good night's sleep ! "

Daunnie : " Yeah ? Then you ' make me ' calm down ! "

Abblie : " Good luck with that. "

She holds back a very upset Daunnie who squrims and moves wildly twisting and turning left and right and reaching out in mid air with her furry , front arms/paws but not even close to a calm and sinister King Tawny. After hearing hissing and snarling aloud at King Tawny for herself , Uncle and the other lions to hear , Abblie puts Daunnie down then puts her furry paws onto Daunnie's furry shoulders. She looks Daunnie in her furry , brown eyes. Staring into a huffed ' n puffed and enraged Daunnie that frowns really ugly in her furry head/face and narrows her black eyebrows over her furry , brown eyes.

Daunnie continues to pant softly as her furry chest does hyperventilated rises and falls twitching the end of her furry , short tail that sticks into a curly line once then stops and twitches again. Her claws coming from her paws already retracted into her paws but they slowly stretch and spread by her furry , slight , curvy hips.

Abblie spoke demandingly in a low and calm voice.

Abblie : " You calm down and don't let King Tawny drag you down with him. , just stick with me and we'll find a resolution to this - just the two of us if that's all it takes. , you hear me ? "

Daunnie blinks out of her trance instead of looking into Abblie's brown eyes as she averts them to Abblie within a instant. Then breaks free of her trance by shooting a over whelmed , furry face reaction at her. , starting to arch her left , furry , black eyebrow from her left , furry , brown eye. She softly scoffs as she slowly throws her furry face/head and arms up and past her furry chest in frustration. Her furry , front arms reach by her sides and furry hips as she softly challenges Abblie.

Daunnie : " And , ' where ' is that suggestion of yours suppose to get me now ? Or better yet , where has the incident of your brother that happened years ago was .. when we were preteen lioness after he came out of your furry life ? ! Now ' your ' letting King Tawny go like it's perfectly .. oh-kay , about what's he doing with Sundaya. "

Abblie : " And how do you figure that I prevented you from getting crushed to death by those pinball rocks back at '' Hills ' n Spitvilles ? '' You wouldn't be standing here now you un-grateful servant of Queen Destiny's ! "

Daunnie goes silent as her really , really close , furry friend Abblie walks on all her furry fours to the right of a certain path while King Tawny and Uncle stands up onto their long , furry fours.

King Tawny : " Where do you think you're going ? "

Abblie : " Away from you would be grand. "

Daunnie : ( softly ) " Abbs wait ! , please ... "

King Tawny : " Listen , how do you think I feel for Desi is untrue. But if you want me to cause harm to her .. I will not hesitate. "

Abblie turns to King Tawny and looks into his furry , very light , hazel eyes challengingly.

She spoke up after quickly trotting up to King Tawny getting all in his furry face.

Abblie : " You wouldn't. "

King Tawny : " If you disagree , then you don't know me too well as dawl would. "

Daunnie : " What kind of King are you ? ! "

On all furry fours , she makes her way closer to Abblie from the sidelines as King Tawny has already walked ahead , stops in front of Daunnie and then opens his furry mouth.

King Tawny : " Is that suppose to be an insult sweet face ? * chuckles softly * - One in a million. "

He struts pass Daunnie then stops and makes eye contact with the rest of the cats.

King Tawny : " You cats make yourselves useful and help me carry this heavy carcass home. "

Abblie sits upright in place looking at King Tawny in distrust.

Uncle spoke to a clearly distrusted Abblie.

Uncle : " We don't want to lose anymore strong hunters. , please. "

Abblie sighs deeply then walks up to the dead carcass and stands behind it's fat , furry stomach. Daunnie hops over the dead carcass and meets closer to Abblie at her right side. The other lions join Abblie and Daunnie crowding the dead carcass in a small ring. Uncle becomes the very last lion to join along with a really quick burst in his furry step.

King Tawny speaks referring to Abblie and only Abblie.

King Tawny : " Great to see you cooperating. "

He smirks his famous and ugly , furry grin at Abblie over her right , furry shoulder after he takes a few steps to look at an aggravated Abblie after she turns her furry head/face to look at King Tawny.

She responds.

Abblie : " I'm not doing this for you. This is for my home girl : Desi. After what you've put her through now ... - mmm. Let's get this over with. We're not friends or part of your collision. "

Daunnie : " We'll always be a part of Queen Desi's collision. NOT yours. "

She narrows her black eyebrows over her brown eyes giving King Tawny a dirty , ugly , furry glare.

King Tawny smiles at Abblie in spite of the word : collision since that word gave him a thought to ponder and an idea. , but his furry mouth to his furry snout is sealed.

King Tawny : " Fine with me. It's a long walk , so we must start now if we're planning to get to Sundaya before .. it gets dark. "

Uncle , Daunnie , the other lions and Abblie begin to drag the dead carcass to the further right leading back to Sundaya as Abblie takes the mouth , Uncle grips the neck , Daunnie pulls at the stomach and the other lions - four of them , get at the long legs. And the remainder pull at other furry , body parts of the over grown giraffe. As King Tawny leads the way back to Sundaya , often taking body parts to wisely guide the giraffe through the path's obstacles ahead. No cat says anything and it's gets really quiet as the silence hangs into the air and doesn't do anything to find it's way back down.

Daunnie looks at Abblie then murmurs sincerely to her.

Daunnie : " I'm sorry for my outburst and what I said .. nor done Abbs. "

She grips at the giraffe again as the other lions pant softly or heavily around her standing in front of the still , crispin ' sun foaming abit at the mouth. Uncle still grips the giraffe in peace impatiently tugging at it like a young cub. King Tawny sits upright pausing to look ahead at the view and how much more furry steps need to be taken as he shakes his very long , furry mane.

Abblie smiles gently at Daunnie sitting upright across from her then speaks.

Abblie : " Apology accepted. , I'm sorry too. You'll still stick by me. Right ? "

Daunnie : " If you want me to , but all in all , always. "

Daunnie smiles back at Abblie not saying another word.

When the cats resume dragging the dead carcass to Sundaya , Daunnie looks into Abblie's eyes letting her eyes say :

Daunnie : " Why did you release King Tawny ? "

Abblie pauses thinking for a moment in remembrance. - , her eyes retaliate back.

Abblie : " I'm not the cat that went for my brother when he was alive. Oh no ... I'm not. "

Back to Queen Destiny ,

The rock stampede has started. She keeps running right now crossing the available path , then turns left , missing a dead end that will take her to her death. The rocks behind were tumbling down like an avalanche , but still pushing on a skinny gap in front of her. A half , curved , furry , black lined smile revives her furry lips to her snout since it means : she's ready for anything that comes ahead whether good or bad. And overly confident and fierce in determination in everything she does. She hops over a short , rectangular shaped rock that oddly sticks out onto the path , ruining the ground design and the path itself.

She pants heavily while slowing down abit , as she STILL keeps on in a steady and agile pace not wanting to stop at such mayhem that was futily looking for trouble. , or just the crisis that'll have her questioning while in a place she ends up in. She sways left and right , dodging the rocks that roll ahead eagerly and other rocks that purposely stop her. , hearing a earthquake/crushing rumble that would make her jump two feet from off of the dirt ground alittle.

The rocks that miss Queen Destiny fall into a deep abyss mid flight , gently going through clouds while the gliding and weightless marsh mellows recreate it's destroyed/recently shaped and cloudy form after the rocks falls. She chooses to go right on another path while avoiding a huge and skinny gap that seemed like it was eaten or just eliminated itself - maybe even self destruc-tiv-ley , creating noise by disturbance. Afterwards , she continues her jog that was slowing her down and down almost to a point where the rocks meet up with her from behind.

As a result , she manages to get up strangely running onto her furry , long , hind legs exactly like a human which is VERY odd or funny for a cat to do. Since their bone structure isn't built for them to walk like humans. When she reaches another ledge of the same path , she faces her entire , furry , long body to the rock stampede that is coming ever so close to her then closes her dark/light brown eyes.

She lets herself fall back after her furry , long , hind legs grip around the very edge that ends the path. It's all her the moment she hears the sound of her own heartbeat beating in demand and steadily as if wanting attention. Her furry face expression goes still as she goes further and further below .. then in freeze mode , her dark/light brown eyes sparkle deep inside as her soft , furry lips to her furry snout perform the shape of a small " O. "

If you were there , you would hear the soft and audible echo of dominant paws causing a small earthquake against the ground but silently it doesn't make it clear.

* Beep ! *

Just the moment when Queen Destiny falls furry , long back first then twists her furry , long spine to her left in mid air. Acted in a non straightened direction to avoid running then smacking furry face first into a near by dark gray wall. With a diagonal steep where rocks fall above and fall into the many clouds from above. That was the sound of a certain and audacious event in current proceedings. She pants heavily while looking above her then jets into a bridge like and roomy path avoiding a enormous rock that could be fatal in her case if done.

She murmurs to herself in a small bit of frustration and anger as a rumble erupts from above where a rocky , very steep slope of a wall , is met. And waits abit to calculate the timing when she'll start her run. Then passes by the mixture of dust and rocks that noisely crackle. - , A sign that tells us : " The ceiling is going to fall down. "

Queen Destiny : " You cannot be serious ! "

She turns right further expecting to see another diagonal and steep gap that'll be guaranteed to take her death away from her. It did not occur to her that gap would be on the left side purposely there to get some animal or creature hurt rather than catch her off guard. She quick and gracefully goes left while looking at the gap in curiosity like she was wondering what would happen if anything or something happened in that gap. Suddenly , a strong wind flies at the entrance of the starting path pass the rocks , turning right and goes left at the edge of a steep gap she's reaching towards all in her furry head/face.

Her silky fur dances alittle in alarm as if quite sensitive to movement. She continues to run straight still hearing rocks rumbling from above but not causing any harm to her. She could imagine from up above her a very long and diagonal steep protecting a exit on the right banging onto the dirt ground after landing. While others are thrown by impact joining the rest off of the steep and into the clouds.

From below , Queen Destiny snaps out of her imagination land that was correct and slides in such an empty/available path with ample amount of space onto her long , furry stomach like a big star. Furry , front arms/paws and furry , long , hind legs stretched out in front and away from her onto the dirt ground to avoid another block from above to not smash her to death. She was extremely fast thanks to the wonderful shine of her fur. Again , she got up running instead of going onto just her long , furry , hind legs and catches .. - ugh .. yes , another steep , diagonal , half cut path making it a dead end plus a huge rock like , block taller than her.

She feels abit cold and can't believe she's doing this haven't a scar onto her furry head/face or other furry parts onto her furry , long body even once. Soon , she finds her furry , long self almost there but the only thing for her to do is jump ! She hears a angry rumble again as if there was an enormous rock with many rock children. Minus the ones who weren't lucky.

She continues to run at a diagonal direction to the far , far right facing in front of the steep. She looks down in front of her moving back shyly but slowly. Then turns her furry head/face left to see the entrance the rocks are about to go through. She turns her furry head/face right and sits upright directly eyeing the edge of her destination. Then bends the important and furry parts of her furry , long body into one powerful pounce that will save her life.

Her long , furry , hind legs alertly push forward as she springs into action flying towards the edge. And unleashing claws from her furry , front paws and furry , long , hind legs to grip onto the edge so she can lift her furry self up. She rolls over onto her furry , long back showing her white , furry , fluffy , slim , fit stomach away from the edge. She lifts her upper , furry body ending at her slim stomach to witness the falling rocks that look like they're facing downward. , while others boldly fly faster as if bravely sacrificing themselves for someone or something through more clouds below.

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