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    Kora poked it. The scent was definitely twoleg, but charcoal? The vase toppled and the lid popped off, spilling ashes allover the ground.

    Flare snarled "leave it alone seriously that is not for you to touch" she turned to Kora looking furious "you may not like to live with twolegs but you must respect their feelings to how would you feel if another cat dug up your dead kit or someone else you loved"

    "Wait...what?!" said Kora, jumping back. She didn't tink that it was a burned twoleg. "...They burn their own kind? On purpose?!"

    "They used to do it as a sign of respect and also when they were ravaged by the great plague they had to burn the bodies of the sick so that the disease could not spread and some twolegs just can't bare to part with their loved ones" Flare meowed sadly

    " no that's not what they do they cut them up into little pieces and this red squishy stuff go's every where and then they burn em, well that's at least what my two leg does."

    Flare looked up "you must have seen the nasty twolegs but all twolegs arn't like that trust me been there done that"

    Kora wrinkled her nose. Twolegs were twolegs, and yes, some were nice. Unfortunately, they tend to be very clingy and will cage a cat within their nest. If you ran away, they would look for you until they gave up or you returned home. Return home, and you never got to go outside again. Better to stay away than grow close to a twoleg.

    Flare snorted "again just because you have your own problems with twolegs doesn't make what you say is right" Flare stopped "this conversation is gettin a bit out of hand dont cha think Kit"

    "Let's change the subject," Kora muttered. Things had taken a bitter turn. "Okay, so to find the black market's location is a bit tricky because they keep moving, but I think I know how to find them."

    " ok " raven said still not believing that not all two legs mean, cuz evey two leg she ever met were mean to her.

    "Well, meetings are usually during the full moon at midnight," she said thinking, "...and that's tonight. They also have the tendency to attract rats due to the food abundance. I f we want to find them, we have to follow the rats as the old song goes." She remembered the childhood song that her dad told her. She decided to actually follow it and found herself in the middle of the black market. Her dad was actually one of the merchants and she never knew until after his death.


    "If rats are hungry enough, they attack. We usually avoid them by giving them food when they come near. That means we need to get some rations before we start the search. It's high noon, so we have planty of time."

    Kora looked at the kit and realized that that was a lot of information. "Let's just go and find some for food to feed the rats," she said.

    "Well, where we are going, there are so many rats that they will eat you," said Kora, "If we don't bring anything to sacrifice, they'll take one of us as a tasty meal." She looked at the kit, imagining the rats swarming her and dragging her away. "Looks like we better get a lot. You never know how many there will be."

    "oh yeah like rats would attack who has vicious guard dogs as body guards not if anything they bring me food rats do mostly I care not for what they bring usually just themselves be what I eat" Flare said

    Kora rolled her eyes. She didn't like the rats herself, but they didn't deserve to starve either. They simply wanted food and were looking as thin as herself. "I'm still going to bring some, just in case. As I said, there are a lot of them." She remembered a cat being swarmed by a large mass of rodents and was hauled away, never to be seen again.

    " well I ain't going if we got a pack of blood thirsty dogs following us around, and besides I could get kit napped ya know" Ravenkit told them." and not all cats like dogs as much as you do, some thing bad could happen cuz I knew some cats and kits that weren't so lucky as I was, and they have relatives that work at the black market."

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    Kora had a grim expression. "Exactly. Blood has nothing to do with your position there. You are always tested on your individual skills and have high expectations. If you don't cut it, they'll cut you. Luckily, they usually let little kits like you off of the hook."