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Old 01-08-2005, 10:53 AM   #1220
Tevildo
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Tevildo has just left Hobbiton.
How unfair life was!

Tevildo had been minding his own business and snoozing quietly, curled up in a ball on top of another soft jacket that had slipped down underneath the table. The soft folds of the jacket made a cool and comfy bed where he could close one eye and doze a bit, yet keep the other one slightly open, trained on what was going on around him. Unlike poor mortal beings who could only be in one place and do one thing at a particular time, his own race had a decided advantage. Like all cats, Tevildo had the gift of wandering in a shadowy dream world while the rest of his body was half awake in Middle-earth. Tevildo thought this had been one of the presents that Melko had bestowed on them in the early days, although none of the legends seemed to mention that.

This time, one-half of Tevildo's brain was lost in a dream, chasing and tormenting gigantic grey rats on the shores of distant Numenor, a feat he clearly remembered from his younger days when he had just been starting on his second life. The other half of his mind was alert and clearly aware of what this nasty musician Owen was saying. Tevildo honestly had no idea where Shimshins was. Quite frankly, he had no use whatsoever for any animal who went about on two-legs, aping the ways of mortal men. Yet here was this rude fellow who seemed to think that Tevildo was responsible for the monkey's disappearance.

Tevildo stood up, hunching his back with his snowball-white fur on end, and glanced over at the musician wondering how he could back at the the man for his rude comments and threats. He warily eyed the air bladder that Owen had set down on a nearby bench. He considered going over and jumping on it, using the instrument as a handy way to sharpen his claws. He could do quite a bit of damage with only one leap, and it would teach the fellow a well deserved lesson. But the man was still glaring at him, and Tevildo wasn't sure if he could get away unscathed.

Abruptly, Tevildo's attention was drawn to the door of the Inn. A hobbit family--a mister, a missus, and a whole string of little ones--were pouring in. Shouts of "Mayor Gamgee" and cheers went up from several of the hobbit onlookers. Tevildo had little interest in "Mayor Gamgee", whoever or whatever that was. What concerned him more was the young golden haired lass with big blue eyes who trailed along at the end of the family parade. She cradled a pretty basket in her arms that had been woven out of wicker. Inside the little basket and peeping out from beneath the pink blanket was the face of the same grey she-cat he had tangled with the night before at Bag-end. The face was now framed in a baby's bonnet and had a yellow ribbon with a charm dangling around its neck. But the look in the cat's eye had not changed: she looked decidedly imperious and unfriendly. Tevildo slunk back into the shadows and wondered what he should do.
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Now Tevildo was a mighty cat--the mightiest of all--and possessed of an evil spirit,...and he was in Melko's constant following; and that cat had all cats subject to him, and he and his subjects were the chasers and getters of meat for Melko's table.

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