Location: Fog Rock Mines, 3:00 am
I wake up quickly and prepare myself for work. I have trained myself to wake up before the sun, because it is impossible to find any kind of alarm clock around here. I take the quick walk to the mines and start working. Molly Cartdust, Ava Tinnight, and Lila Lightcraft were already there.
“Good Morning,” i say as cheerily as I can with lack of sleep.
“Hello, Ruby!” Lila replies. The others greet me with warm smiles.
“Anything new for you all?” I ask, but I know there isn’t.
“Not really,” Ava answers predictably.
“Not for me, either, unless you count finding a bug in my stew last night new,” Molly states grimly. We all laugh. All though it is disgusting, none of us would be able to call it new. Just something we learn to live with.
“I guess I had better get to work, or else I will have no supper: another thing to add to all this newness.” I state sarcastically. Sadly, missing dinner was also not out of the ordinary, but I work hard to try to make it just that. I find the tools I need, and begin to work my way through the rubble.
“Hey, who knows,” Lila begins cheerily, “Maybe today we will find a whole bucket of fog rock and coal. Or better yet, a diamond!” I sigh dreamily. A diamond would be a good change. We had only found the gem once, and it was mixed with rock and too small to keep. I break out of my daydream when I notice the pile of rubble shift.
“Um, did any of you see that..?”
The others stare at the pile. It shakes slightly. Suddenly, the whole pile tumbles to the floor. The only thing left on the table is a few pieces of rock and a shaking, sooty, kitten.
“Oh, you poor thing!” Lila exclaimed.
I slowly walk over to the cat so as not to scare it. I can’t tell much since it is covered in dirt, but I am sure that it is a Scottish Fold.
“How do you think it got here..?” I ask.
“I’m not sure,” pipes in Molly, “but it could be from Evergreen Meadows. There’s a tunnel that runs through here connecting us to it. It wouldn’t take much for a curious kitten to wander through here and end up lost.”
“Well, no matter how he got here, we've really got to clean this up. If Lucky finds out about him... who knows what he’ll do. And it wouldn’t be beneath him to drown a helpless cat.” Ava shares wisely. We all quickly pick up the fallen rocks, while Lila cleans off the kitten. Without dirt all over him, the kitten is as white as snow. I gently take the cat and put him in the corner of the room.
“He’ll just have to stay there until we think of what to do with him.”
I continue sorting through the pile, trying not to glance at the kitten who was now sound asleep. When it is finally 10:00 pm, our work is over and we are ready to be dismissed to go home. As always, Taka Merespinner, a devoted follower of Lucky, comes to inspect our work. Today, she brought someone with her who she called Zoe Anglenight. Neither of them said anything to us as usual. Taka simply looked at our work and nodded her head to show that she approved. Zoe watched intently at what Taka did. Once they were finished with this process, they collected the fog rock and coal and marched out of the room, never making eye contact. Thankfully, neither noticed the snoozing kitten in the corner.
“What will we do with him?” Asked Molly.
“Sigh. I suppose we will have to just leave him here,” I reply. “There’s no way I can take him home without being caught.”
“But what if they find him here? They will find him just as easily here as they would in one of our novels.” Lila said hopelessly. We all new that no matter what we did, they have a good chance of finding him.
“There is a chance that they won’t come back here tonight, though,” I counter. Ava nods her head.
“Besides,” She continues, “Taka and Zoe didn’t see him. Why would anyone else?”
In the end, we agree that our best chances are to leave the kitten in the mines.
As I walk home, I can’t help but worry about him. He is just a kitten. He could get into so much trouble...
As I near my hovel, I hear a sound from behind me. I whip around, my pocket knife open, prepared for whatever it might be. At first I don’t see anything. Then my expression softens, and I let my knife rest agains my side. The kitten from the mines had followed me. I folded my pocket knife and returned it to my belt. The kitten came closer, advancing shyly. Kneeling down, I allow him to stroke his head against my hand. I snap back into reality when I think about how next time the noise might not be from something as harmless as a kitten. Quickly, I swoop him up and bring myself to my feet. For the rest of the walk home I was on high alert. After I had been home for a while and I had hid the cat, my dinner was brought to me by an automaton. He left, and I shared the watery stew with my new room mate. I finally went to sleep with the kitten on my lap, dreaming about green meadows and soft cats.