When my clearway was re-opened at light time I went in search of the invading thief. I had not seen him before but someone must have. I asked Ginger but he said he knew of no-one new in the village though he thought there has been a new smell in the dark time. We strolled together towards the village, the stroll becoming a strut when we saw Smokie. She was laying in the sunshine outside her place near a bowl of water her longlegs had kindly provided. Her training of them was progressing well. She thought that maybe there was a new kitten near the edge of the woods but didn't know of one moving in to a longlegs home. She asked whether we'd heard about Thomas.
When we replied “No, what?” She answered that he'd finally come a cropper under the wheels of a longlegs chariot and that his longlegs 'Her' was upset with water eyes like the longlegs suffer from. It was a shame as Thomas was a good friend. I hadn't seen him for a few light times and thought he was away.
While I talked to Smokie, Ginger had been to ask my question of Gizmo and Tiger but neither of them had seen a new kitten. They followed Ginger back to where we waited, now the whole gang was here. Finding out just where Smokie thought the kitten was, I suggested we go a little further down the village and enter the woods there. Then moving together we could come towards the edge and see if we could find him.
He was fortunate that we did find him. He was squatting beside another kitten that we could see had no life, and was trying to feed it. We surrounded him quietly and settled down until he knew we were there. That didn't take long and he spun round ready to fight. Seeing so many of us he didn't and Smokie purred gently at him so he knew we were not there for fight. I was able to ask him why he stole though the answer was obvious. He stole to eat and to feed another. Though as a kitten he did not know it was theft. I asked his name and he told us he didn't have one which left all of us sorry for him. All he could remember was a longlegs putting him and his sister in a bag and dropping it here in the woods. By the time he scratched his way out his sister was ill and he wanted to feed her. I understood and forgave. We all understood. Smokie as the gentlest among us and a female offered to teach him kitten rules and he agreed to learn. Under Smokie who had learned from the best, ME, he would do well.
I took the kitten home and allowed him to feed from my dish though it hurt me not to box his ears when I saw it. I wondered what to do with him as he could not come here all the time. My longlegs already have a Superior, ME! And they don't need another. Then it came to me. The brilliant idea I mean.
I took the kitten to Thomas's place and told him to sit on the step and mewl. He objected to that as he considered himself strong. I explained this was his first lesson in how to guide a longlegs. He did as I asked. Soon Thomas's longlegs came to the clearway and expressed surprise at seeing the kitten. It wouldn't be long before her soft heart welcomed her new family in. This proved to be the case and we now have a new Thomas to join us when Smokie has given lessons.
One Superior out and one Superior in. I told you I like balance.