A long way from...where?

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    Paperbag, a scrawny brown tabby, waited by the border of ToMS's territory. She looked back, waiting for her kits to catch up to her. Without a father, a second caregiver, raising the babies alone was a hard job. She figured that if she could possibly join ToMS, she would get help from the other queens living there.

    The brown tabby queen walked over to her son, giving him a swift lick on the forehead. "Everything's going to be okay," she said to comfort him.

    Elixor strode towards the queen and her kits, blinking a couple times. "Hello?" He said, coming to stand before them.

    Paperbag dipped her head. "Hello, Elixor," she greeted him, knowing his name from, well, just about anywhere. "I am Paperbag and these are my kits. We've traveled a long way from home, and we're seeking somewhere to shelter through the night...and maybe a little longer, if you'd let us. You see...the kit's father belongs to the Tribe, and I've taken them here to possibly...live the life they deserve to live..." she hesitated, struggling to find the right words.

    "And what if I'm not Elixor?" The tom asked. There were other black servals in his tribe. "But anyway, who is their father?"

    Paperbag twitched. He was right, she hadn't given it much thought...but through all her travels, she kept hearing about the boy-king of ToMS, and the description pretty much fit. "That's...the part I was getting to. You see, when cats, I don't know....meet up one night, they don't always stay mates forever. This was kind of just a one-night thing, and I never caught his name..." She ground her teeth together, "But he was from ToMS. Maybe if I just think really hard..."

    "One night stand? Was he a black tom with blue eyes, like me except minus the serval and white paw?" Elixor asked.

    Paperbag shrugged. "Naww, he was a brown tabby, or something like that....might've been. I don't know. Now that I think of it, though, his name may have started with a D...Death...Deathsomething."

    Death... Elixor couldn't remember any cats with the name Death. "Well, there are a lot of brown tabbies, maybe you'll see him again?"

    "Maybe, maybe not. Who knows. But...are we allowed to stay?" she asked. If not, they would continue traveling, wayyyy out of the way of the clans. "Come on, kits," she shouted back to them. "DEATHBRINGER!!!" she remembered the name.

    "Thank you....sir," she hesitated, not knowing what to call him. "Shall I follow you? I don't really know the way...."

    Elixor nodded. "I'll show you to the nursery. I don't remember if I've seen Deathbringer today or not.."