#since i have thought about adding tommy: possibly I'll make him the tall guard!

[screaming-universe]

here's another snippet @cannibalhellhound :3

🐈‍⬛ Cat Burglar

“Can you hear that?” Lena asked and sat up. Dull hoof beats were steadily becoming louder. It sounded like they were on their way towards the castle. “That’s what– five or six horses?” Hen guessed. “I’d say six,” Bobby said. They had just saddled their horses when the first horse stepped out of the mist. Buck closed the last buckle and turned around to look. Quickly more horses followed until there were six in total, walking along the road twenty feet away from them. “What did I say?” Hen muttered. All of them had stopped whatever they were doing to look at the quiet procession. There were three hunters with green clothes and fine equipment that would have marked them as hunters of the Duchess even if they didn’t wear the Duchess’s coat of arms on their vests. The other three riders were guards wearing light armour. Then Buck noticed: there were six horses and six riders but seven people. A guard who looked like he was easily taller than Buck and about twice as broad wasn’t wearing his dark blue cloak. Instead it looked as if he had used it to bundle something up that was suspiciously formed like a human. With one hand he held the reigns, with the other he held onto the bundle – almost cradled it. His horse was heavy, closely related to drafting horses if Buck had to guess, and apparently it had no trouble carrying two people.  “Is he awake yet?” a hunter asked. The tall guard looked down at his bundle. “No,” he said. “But the night was stressful for him. And you having shot an arrow into his leg didn’t make it any better.” The hunter scoffed. “We wouldn’t have been able to catch him otherwise,” she said. “Who knows what would have happened if we had lost him.” “As long as you are the one who explains that to the Duchess,” the guard answered before the first rider shushed him. She had noticed them standing in the bushes. A moment passed, then she nodded at them. They nodded back, hoping that would be the whole of their interaction. And luckily it was. Apparently the man they were transporting was more important than a group of travellers standing in the bushes. “What do you think that was about?” Chimney asked when the party of guards and hunters had disappeared into the fog again. “Didn’t sound like they were talking about an escape criminal, did it?” Hen commented. “No, it sounded like they cared,” Lena said. “And like the Duchess cares. Maybe he is one of her relatives?” “Why would they shoot a relative of the Duchess though?” Bobby commented. “That doesn’t make any sense.” Buck was still staring at the spot where the riders had disappeared. He hoped that the mountain lion was alright. And that the strange, apparently unconscious man was alright.