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HFM: Chapter 7Chapter 7: Why We Hunt
Bageera was awoken in the morning by a tom outside, calling his name.
Munkustrap, Bageera muttered, getting up.
He went to the door and opened it. Outside were Munkustrap, Alonzo, Mungojerrie, and Rumpelteazer.
Yes? Bageera asked.
Will you come with us, please Munkustrap said.
It clearly wasnt the request it was worded as. So Bageera went with Munkustrap and company, leaving Jazz to sleep a bit longer. He was led back to Munkustraps den where he was sat down on the floor. No pillow. No padding. He noticed Demeter in the back, trying not to be seen and, obviously, failing.
What happened last night? Munkustrap asked.
I went and had a word with Mungojerrie, Bageera said.
Really? the protector asked. A word? The way I hear it, you almost killed him.
Exaggeration at best, Bageera said. I may have subtly threatened his life once or twic
HFM: Chapter 6Chapter 6: End Dying
A Grimalkin, Jazz said, disbelievingly. Are you serious?
Completely, Bageera said.
Oh, come on, Jazz said. Sure he has powers. But thats no reason to believe hes a Grimalkin.
It makes sense, Bageera said.
In order for him to be as much Grimalkin as you say, one of his parents needs to be-
How would you explain it, then? Bageera asked.
Jazz was silent for a few moments before saying, I dont know.
Is it so hard to believe that there are still some around?
But they were all killed centuries ago.
Were here, arent we? Bageera asked.
Theres only a tiny fraction of Grimalkin blood in us, Jazz said, quietly so passing Jellicles wouldnt hear.
And look what we can do, Bageera said. You can practically smell the truth. I can spot miniscule details that would go un
HFM: Chapter 5Chapter 5: Quaxo Mistoffelees
It took awhile for them to find the dishwasher in question. The Rum Tum Tuggers description was accurate, but vague. They werent sure where to the east or how far. It took a couple hours before they actually found it. By then, the sun was beginning to set.
They went up to the dishwasher and gave it a couple solid raps.
Think well learn anything new here? Jazz asked. When no answer was forthcoming, she turned and looked at Bageera who was kneeling and looking at the dirt. You alright?
Fine, Bageera said, standing.
The door to the dishwasher opened and a small black tuxedo cat looked out. He smiled pleasantly, not at all concerned about the new faces.
Good evening, he said. May I help you?
You must be Mistoffelees, Jazz said.
Yes, the tuxedo said.
We would like to ask you some questions about last night, Jazz said.
Oh, Mistoffelees sa
HFM: Chapter 4Chapter 4: A Curious Cat
He has something to do with this, Bageera said. I know it. He has something to do with this. I can feel it.
Youre angry at him, Jazz said.
What was your first clue? Bageera snapped.
You know you cant think as well about someone youre mad at.
What? Bageera asked. You think hes clean? You think he hasnt got a paw in this?
No, Jazz said. Im just saying that when you get mad, you can start imagining feelings like this one.
Is that what you sensed? Bageera asked. Did you sense that he was telling the truth?
He was terrified, Jazz said. Such emotion throws me off. But yes. There is a chance that Mungojerrie is as innocent as he claims.
He isnt innocent! Bageera shouted, coming to a stop. You were there! You know what he did! He began to pace.
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