With Elda located on one side of
the room and the thick, wooden door on the other side, she began to fear for
her life. As she heard Tami’s (the Queen
of the Rats) loud footsteps nearing her, she began to tremble. When Tami entered through the door she
slammed it behind her and latches it so that Elda has no place to go except
through the door, where she will have to fight Tami, or through the window
where she would fall into the crowd of rats who will surely nibble her to
death. Well, I can either dodge her tail whip and beat her off with a
roundhouse kick to the head, or jump out of the window and roll over on the ground
and die, she thought.
Tami is hardly your regular rat
queen, she was 3 times older and 3 times larger than the average of her one
hundred subjects and she had complete control over them. She was about 7 feet tall when standing
completely straight up. She had really
dark gray/brown fur with 4 black stripes going up and down her back. She had thick, black whiskers with several
inches of white and hot pink tips on a few of them, and very dark brown, evil
eyes. The first raid that she led them
on when she first became queen was the invasion of a camping party. There were about 20 of them sitting around
various fires, singing songs, telling ghost stories and just enjoying each
other’s company. Tami noticed that some
of them were desperate for food and were roasting rat and gopher like creatures
on sticks over the fire and she really didn’t like that. In another fire, she noticed people making s’mores
and thought that she would show them who was who, she would make them into s’mores. The experience of this first raid had a huge
impact on the rat mob, and they decided to make this a tradition.
As Elda peered into the eyes of
the foe that stood before her, she noticed that Tami was assuming an attack
position. Tami had fought many princes
and princesses in this castle and they all went the same way. She assumed it would be the same way with
Princess Elda, but she was not your average princess. Crouching on her hind legs in the attack
position, she felt a sharp pain in her right hind leg and realized that she had
forgotten to eat the cheese that had been specially made for her arthritis
problem. In the same moment, she
remembered she needed to go to the cottage next door and get some more of the
cheese, for she was to meet with Weird Wizard William tomorrow. She was getting older and she even noticed
that some of her fur and whiskers were turning a little bit grayer than they
used to be. She always was an odd rat,
she moved from castle to castle, marsh to marsh, frequently playing in Creepy
Patrick’s Paints every week. During this
time, Tami maintained her evil stare at Elda and had reached the fully crouched
position with her whiskers in full formation, sticking straight out from the
follicle, ready to pounce on Elda any second.
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