Waldo: Chapter Seven

                      ~After Ratkiller's little episoide, I left the den as quickly as possible, not wanting to anger him anymore. While thinking about why he was so upset over Sora being so populaur, I bumped into Timmy. "Waldo!" he said, happily. He sounded supirsed to see me, which puzzled me alot. "I was just going hunting! Wanna join me?"

"Sure!" I meowed. "Where?"

"You scout along the alley where that resteraunt is," he told me. I knew what he was speaking of. It was the alley where I met him and Sora. "There shouldn't be any Wilds, but watch out for rouges, okay? They can be pretty cruel to." He then strutted past me, calling back, "See ya, Wals!"

My first mission! I was so excited! I traveled to the alley and first thing I got there, I smelt the tasy aroma of mouse. I licked my lips, ready to pounce. I could smell where it was, right behind a trash-can. I hurled at it, but was knocked out of the way by something! I fell against the trash can, then heard growling behind me. "Who are you?" it hissed, a sneaky, sly female voice.

"Waldo the Bol..Important!" I corrected myself, following Ratkiller's rule.

"Okay, Mr. Important," the voice spat. "Just in case you don't know, I live here!"

Suddenly, I gasped. "You're a Wild?"

"NO!" the voice spat back. "I take care of myself. I'm a rouge."

"Timmy said to watch out for your type," I said, trying to sound as important as possible.

"Timmy?" she asked. "Is he an Alley? You're an...Alley?"

"Yep!" I meowed, sounding somewhat cocky. "An important Alley, to! I'M Ratkiller's DEPUTY!!!"

"WHAT!!!???" she hissed. "You're...no, you're lying..."

"Nope!" I meowed. "I can't believe he chose me...I really like him. He looked past my blindness, and..."

"LOOKED PAST YOU'RE BLINDNESS?" she hissed, shocked. "Listen...you'd better run....Waldon?"

"Waldo the Important, Waldo for short!" I corrected her.

"Waldo....you don't understand..." she mewed. "He's going to...."

"He'll do nothing!" I hissed at her. "I admire him! He's important!"

"You know what?" the rouge hissed back at me. "I don't care about you! Maybe you'll listen next time, Mr. Important." I could hear her pawsteps padding away from me and I felt hurt inside to see her leave so angered.

"Wait!" I meowed back. "At least tell me our name."

At first, I didn't expect an answer, but then, I heard a faint voice yell back, "SPRINT!" and I was left alone in the alley, more curious than ever.