PART ONE: THE BUSHLAND

Chapter Three- The Demon Moon Cats

Orion was awoken by the High Matriarch, his sister, Sisi. Ever since their parents were killed by the demon, Color Sucker (from eating pale meat), Orion and Sisi took on leadership roles with the tribe, under the advisement of the Shaman. They were old enough, popular enough, and strong enough to lead until Orion finally evoked the Love Spell upon his chosen Queen Chieftain.

As Sisi now hovered over Orion, she looked horrified. She was screaming in his face, incoherently, while shaking him violently. “Wha…” Orion asked, groggy and disoriented. “What’s going on? Slow down!”

“The story produced a bad omen!!! The story you told! Come quick. A Moon Cat is in the camp!!!”

Orion launched to his feet and rushed past his tent-flap to the outside. He ducked his head back in to grab his speer. Sisi darted out and led the way. She was armed with a leather sling and some rather large and jagged bits of Chip-Rock in a sack tied round her fiber belt. She brought him to the scene. There was the sound of a commotion in the center of camp. The entire camp was illuminated by a glowing full moon.

They were too late. The Moon Cat had already pounced upon one of the tribespeople. Blood was everywhere. It was hard to tell who was being attacked. Orion sprung into action. He thrusted the spear into the side of the demon cat. The cat fell off of the prey. Orion leapt forward with his Chip-Stone knife. The flint-blade spear still hung in the side of the Moon Cat. He slashed the cat across throat, and killed her with the decisive strike.

Orion rushed to the victim, whom Sisi was already consoling. It was Bibiji: Orion’s love. His mouth gaped in horror. Tears welled in his eyes. He knelt next to his sister to see Bibiji’s face. It had already begun to turn pale. Her color was already being sucked away by the demon. The battle was lost.

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