The cat did not even immediately understand why the witch was so angry ?! Well, think about it, he added a bit of work! As if he alone would drink this swamp ale! Amazing, glorious, sweet, invigorating, heady, swamp ale! He seemed to feel this bewitching taste on his tongue even for a moment and became even more angry.
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-Come on, sir! The Swamp Fairy bowed to him, and slowly made her way down the path.
More and go! Couldn’t have thrown it closer to the tree?! And generally speaking! He turned, collected his rage in his furry paws, and sent a powerful impulse into the fading frame of the teleporter. The cat had been around his witch for too long not to guess her behavior. Now he will come to his senses, set off in pursuit, but it was not there! Slightly shift the teleport frame. There, closer to the bog, and lift like this. To be sure, he even waved his fist. It would be nice if the Holy One took it with her! This one too, traitor! Who?! Didn’t even stand up for an orphan!! The cat was so desperately sorry for himself that he did not even notice how he ended up at the sacred tree.
The little swamp fairies lived in the depths of the swamp, on a small island. There was only one single tree there. Its spreading crown covered the entire island, and individual branches hung over the swamp. The whole tree here and there flickered and shimmered with lights. This is the light in the windows of small houses hidden in the branches. One tree was comparable to the whole city. And there were seven such trees scattered throughout the swamp. But this is the most important thing. At its very top nestled the whole palace of the Queen of the Marsh Fairies.
— It’s normal. The cat growled angrily.
— The queen will receive you as soon as I report! — Said the fairy, and smiled sweetly.
“When will you report back?” the cat asked rudely.
— Tomorrow!
“What?!?!!” The cat was outraged. The cat wanted to be rude. The cat was beside himself with anger.
But out of the corner of my eye I already noticed how a huge barrel was being dragged towards him.
“So that it would not be boring to wait!” The fairies sang affectionately, left the barrel at the feet of the cat and disappeared.
“And what do I need it to drink right here?!” The cat was no longer angry, he lovingly stroked the oak sides, already anticipating the fragrant swill on his tongue.
— Why is it here! — The fairy that brought him here waved her magic wand and a tent appeared at the foot of the tree. Its floors were neatly held by two pretty little cats, a mountain of pillows was piled inside, and the treasured barrel was already sailing up to the entrance. — I beg! For you — only the best!
The cat, as if spellbound, followed into the tent.
He made himself comfortable. On the right, a little white cat was adjusting his pillow, on the left, a red-haired one, served a cup with a drink. The cat stretched out its paws, and in the next moment the complex illusion was destroyed by the orc’s axe. He was so careless that he hit the only important one. In a keg.
— Oh you .. I tell you! — The cat wanted to pounce on the offender with claws, then he decided to throw some kind of offensive spell, and then ended up in a bag.
“Quiet!” growled the orc and disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
None of the fairies noticed. Not a single leaf fell from the sacred tree. Just one cat disappeared in one bag, which was carried on its back by one orc.
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