The Fate of a Cursed Town
In a small city smothered with Smog and storm clouds much like the large city of London that we all know so well, people walking around greeting one another, different species all combined into one small community, all lead by one Cat. The townsfolk don't see him too often but every now and again he rises from the shadows to heal the broken and aid the helpless, and on this day he returned for that very reason, he was hunched over and crouched down wrapping an ankle that had been sprained during the work, the townsfolk watched as he worked his magic to fix one of their own, his cloak was draped over his body hiding his clothing and fur that lay underneath, a hood to hide his face revealing only his emerald green eyes that hold so much hate and determination though no one bothered to notice. As he finished the last of his aid and healing he was ready to stand up and leave until suddenly a small child ran to the Cat holding out her hand to him "please sir may you take me to the park and play?" She asked so innocently but alas the Cat refused and with a shake of his head he turned to walk away.The young girl grabbed his leg tightly hugging it "Please Sir just this once" she begged but yet again he refused, this was it her last chance, she hugged him tighter "I'm not letting go until you take me to the park" she said causing the Cat to snap turning to the child clinging to his leg and growled "I have no time for games! And I certainly have no time for you!" He yelled shoving the young girl back causing her to have no grip of his leg and fall backwards onto the ground.The Girl sits up as all her hopes were crushed in that moment, her bottom lip began to quiver as she cried "I Hate You! I Hate you!" She screamed watching the Cat leave into the shadows once more…
