Why am I making this??? I don't know ;w;

Info:

Plot: Curio and Mawinizea, while out scouting around the Guild grounds, discovered a mysterious gray-pelted tom. He was badly injured, deep scratches down his sides and his legs wrapped by a thick rope. Nearby, there was a thick velvet cloak curled around a long ivory wand. After taking him back to the Guild, where Molotov and Beans worked together with Purrcilla to heal the mysterious tom, they found out that he was here to deliver a dangerous message of destruction.

Ships:

Katniss/Conan
Francis/Kyle
Molotov/Beans
Curio/Bob
Mawinizea/Nessie (two sweet girls, I love them sm)
Kaora/Her Wand (seriously, she really likes her wand)

(Kaora is the name of my Guild Leader, just so ya know UwU)

Chapter One- Nessie

Nessie looked up from her paws as Mawinizea rushed over to her, her blue eyes glinting in the light. "I can't believe it," she gasped, skidding to a halt in front of Nessie. Nessie tilted her head. "Can't believe what?"

"That mystery-tom woke up a few minutes ago! As soon as Kaora and Conan get back, Katniss and Francis are going to start questioning him. Find out what happened to him, you know?"

Nessie crinkled her nose, pawing at the ground. She forced herself to her paws. "Well, then... Do you want to watch?"

"I don't think Kaora will let us," Mawi mewed, flicking her ears. Nessie shrugged. "You know she will. She's awfully lenient."

Mawi nodded, sitting down and curling her tail over her paws. "Still," she meowed doubtfully.

Nessie opened her mouth to talk, but was interrupted when Kaora padded through the gate, reaching up with one paw to force her hood off. Her amber eyes glinted in the half-light as Beans ran over to her, meowing something to her. Kaora raised her tail, her eyes widening. She turned to Conan, who had padded through the gate after her, and meowed something anxiously. Conan raced off. As he passed Nessie and Mawi, they could hear him growl, "leaving him with Francis- How stupid is that?"

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Francis

Francis looked coolly at the tom, who had sat up, straightening his back. Despite the deep scratches going over his right eye, he stared back defiantly at Francis. "Are you going to tell me your name, or what," Francis growled.

"You aren't the Guild leader," the tom snarled, his tail flicking across the ground. "I don't have to tell you anything."

"Listen to me-" Francis stood, stalking toward the tom, but stopped when Conan launched through the entrance.

"Get away from him, you furball," Conan meowed, sounding exasperated as he forced himself between Francis and the tom. Conan looked at the tom, his brown eyes gleaming dangerously.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Kaora and Beans padded through the entrance, and Kaora rested her tail on Conan's shoulder. "Are you alright," she asked. The tom nodded curtly.

"Your healers helped me out quite a bit," he meowed.

Purrcilla flicked her tail tip but kept silent.

"Good. Who are you," Kaora asked, sitting and curling her tail over her paws.

"My name is Kyle. I'm coming to warn you about something terrible."

"Well? Out with it," Francis snarled, pacing behind Kaora and Conan. Conan growled softly at Francis, his brown eyes narrowing.

Katniss padded over to Francis, curling her tail around his neck and guiding him out.

"What's your issue," she demanded, looking annoyed.

Francis flattened his ears. "A strange tom gets dragged into the Guild- he could be a spy!"

"Kaora trusts him. That should be enough, seeing as she's your leader."

Francis looked guiltily away. "Fine," he mumbled.

They padded back into the den to see Kaora's eyes wide and nervous, and Conan pacing the den agitatedly. Katniss looked up at Francis, looking uncertain. "What's up, Kaora? What'd he say?"

"We're going to be attacked."