Louise! We have visitors!
What do you see?
The cats had been hard at work creating a space for themselves in the forests. Ever since the couches had essentially lulled humanity into a permanent sleep, many had to fend for their own, something most of the cats had never experienced. Luckily they had a god on their side, though it was still up for debate whether or not Astalba, their god, actually did anything besides exist and play with cat toys. Most of the cats in the commune just felt like all Astalba did was give them words of encouragement. God’s help or not, they had constructed quite the little home, with fences made of scratching posts and watchtowers devised from those large cat towers you buy and the cat rarely goes on. These cat towers were a necessity for defense in the eyes of the cats, as couches could descend on them at any moment, or as it seemed, other cats?
I’m not entirely sure, I mean they- they look like big . . . cats! Just cats but big! They seem to be walking along the path!
Cooper, you don’t make sense! It is your job to see! Do you not see?!
Dewey, I do not have time for semantics, you are just going to waste our time. Augghh- just prepare the gate for intruders!
Dewey scoffed, and did a big meow. As cats started to file into positions, a deafening roar pounded through the air. The cats, previously zooming around, perked their noses in the air and shifted their ears around.
What was that?
No clue, didn’t sound good, though.
Guys! That was the big cats! They are turning towards us now!
Oh no, were they responding to your meow, Dewey!?
Why you asking me. I don’t know.
‘kay. Right. They are cats, right?
Cooper gave a reassuring, but hurried nod.
Ok, we should welcome them into the compound. We could always use help.
I don’t know, Louise, they seem to have spears or weapons of some kind!
Guys, we cannot afford a battle. We do not have the resources to fight right now. I don’t know if we ever did! We can run through defense drills all we want, but I don’t think we could execute!
What are we supposed to do if they not friendly? Just hide?!
Sure!
Dewey and Louise proceeded to argue and argue until they were interrupted by a knock on the gate.
Hello? I say, this is a nice setup you guys have! I heard your call, would you like to join us?
Dewey and Louise turned to each other, wide eyed, staring until Dewey spoke up.
I don’t care what you want! GO!
Woah! No need to be so hostile, my friend. We are all the same species, right?
Uh, no? I don’t think we the same. What do you want, anyways?
I don’t know, what everybody else wants? Freedom? Purpose? Ehh, Catnip? I would argue we share these wants, which is why you should join us, the Panthera Coalition. By the way, are you sure you are not panthera? That call sounded quite a lot like a meow, you know?
How tall are you?
Huh? Wha- okay. I am about three, three-and-a-half feet? Why do you ask?
Dewey turned to Louise, stunned. He knew they were pretty big, but not that they were twice as tall as him.
Listen, if you keep wasting my time, I might have to sic my boys on you. We have couches to kill!
Woah, hey! You don’t like the couches either?
Of course I don’t! They’re the reason we damn near starved back in that zoo the humans put us in! No humans, no food!
Yeah, we hate them things too, they were stealing from Astalba!
Who?
Dewey stood, frozen in confusion.
Uh, he is everything, he is our . . ., are you sure you dont know him?
He is the Cat God. You are cats, right?
I suppose you could call us cats, but we are not to be governed by gods, are we clear?
Now let’s open up this gate, this has gone on long enough.
