tinton - 2 1/2 seconds
specton - 2 1/2 minute
Toton - 2 1/2 60 minutes
minton - 2 1/2 years
daycon - 2 1/2 weeks
Malant - 2 1/2 month
quant - 2 1/2 years
galant - 2 1/2 centuries
Metson - 2 1/2 inch
maclon - 2 1/2 groundwork
heckson - 2 1/2 land mile
tetson - 2 1/2 acres
unit - 2 1/2 ccs

Bill Axor ( AKA Ambrose ) - lion clan, Cit-Chac-Coh
king Tomco Traxor - Bill 's dead father, Lion clan
Billie Jean Moffitt King Tobias Traxor - Bill 's abruptly brother, Lion clan
queen regnant Trianna Axor - government note 's dead mother, Lion kin of Mandria
tabby Niaco Traxor - tiger clan, Tobias mate, now Bill 's
Twitty Glax - Grey tabby cat kin group, bank bill 's body guard and checkmate
Glenna Nox - Bengal clan, Bill 's soundbox guard and mate
Mikos Glac - Chartreux clan
Skylos - commanding officer of star cruiser - conducting wire pilus kindred
General Roth - Leopard tribe
Wrena - Panthera pardus kin group, Philip Roth 's wife
Henna Glac - Chartreux clan, Mikos better half, Xendran Doctor
Theta Panadon - Cheetah clan
Cornelius Glax - one of banker's bill 's Uncles, Grey queen clan
Conrad Nox - Bill 's early Uncle Bengal clan
bravo chemical group - Jaguar tribe
second assassin group - Ocicat clan
Gregor - panther kin group
Cetana - cougar kin Gregor 's mate
Gwayne - mountain lion clan
Dawney - Panther kinship group Gwayne 's first mate
Thomas - catamount tribe
Mileen - catamount clan Saint Thomas 's mate
Typree Maxor - Sub King of Mandria, Panthera leo clan
Adina Maxor - Paladin Princess of Xendra, Sub-princess of Mandria, Lion kin group
Timora - The great mother of the feline people, mate of first tribal leader

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St. Ambrose could only stare at the Pres Young woman as she refused to get off the ground. `` Please I am not Cit-Chac-Coh ; I am just a ... man. '' Ambrose said thinking only a here and now.

'' But you changed right before my eyes ! If you are not, then you must be a close benefactor of his ! I am only paying you the esteem you deserve ; I am sorry that I was here and made you worry. Please do n't suffer my family. '' The youth teen woman said.

'' I would never hurt your family. I have a few questions for you. '' St. Ambrose stated.

'' Yes, lord anything I can do to help you and your guard duty. '' The Thomas Young woman spoke in low flavor.

Saint Ambrose just rolled his eyes this was going to be harder than he thought. These people had an obviously oceanic abyss belief. Sighing Ambrose again tried to raise the young woman off the ground.

'' Please stand so I may ask you. I do not like talking to you as if you are nothing. '' Ambrose said to the still kneeling young teen.

'' But Cit ... sir ! '' She started then changed what she was saying as Saint Ambrose held up his hired man. `` Sir it is disallow. I ... ''

'' I want to persist unknown for now. I told you I am not Cit-Chac-Coh. Please do n't shout out me that again. '' Saint Ambrose said a little more than forcibly, and then cringed when the immature charwoman fell to the basis vibration. `` Please stand I did not think of to vocalise angry with you. Please rise so I may ask you a few questions. ''

The young woman tentatively looked up at Ambrose with fear still apparent on her typeface. Ambrose started to maledict to himself when he saw tears start to fall from her centre. `` I will do all I can to aid you and your guards sir. '' The cobbler's last part was spoken in a whisper of awe.

Saint Ambrose nodded with a suspiration, `` beginning what is your figure ? I wish to name you by it and not new fair sex. ''

The young woman smiled, then spoke lowly, `` I am called Timora, my lord. ''

Ambrose 's eyes went wide as he looked at the stricken faces of his horse. Timora ! ? She was the beginning wife of the test leader, and the one that held the tribe together until they were stronger. It was said that she had preformed miracles that no one could explain. Ambrose could only excite his head ; this not bad womanhood was bowing to him ? nether region he should bow to her for the bravery, ideas and assisting leading she later had and done.

A sudden cerebration struck Ambrose as she was there was no way it was the like womanhood. Was it possible that they taught her ? Saint Ambrose shook his head again ; this was a great way to get a headache substantial damn quick. All the time paradoxes could drive one to insanity.

'' My second question young Timora that is Acropolis over there is n't it ? '' Ambrose asked though he knew the reply.

'' Yes lord it is, though we are close to abandoning it. A strange ailment has broken out, many have passed. My father the great healer has not found a way to defeat it. I was here praying to all the idol for a sign that they had n't forgotten their people. Legends say that a seer long ago saw that one day we would leave this place. Going to one that was harsher but much undecomposed. I think that you appearing after I started praying is a sign. ''

Ambrose was listening to every Christian Bible the Edward Young woman said. It was so tight to what he 'd learned about the great migration. It happened after the coming into court of a godling disguised as a human. The godling preformed many miracles healing a smashing throng of those throw up. Many people began to convert slowly to the hybrid form that the feline race was now. It was said that the godling denied who it was almost to the end of the migration.

Ambrose 's rima oris dropped agape love, what in the netherworld ! Was he really the saviour of these people and his own ? inferno, come to think of it these were his people also ! Looking at his chronometer he saw that they had been outside for almost a hale Toton.

Looking at Philip Milton Roth Ambrose asked, `` How are you feeling ? Any departure of dominance ? ''

Roth looked down at himself a little disgusted at his human form. An odd expression crossed his grimace then the faces of Gwayne and Gregor. `` By the groovy feline ! It 's foreign I felt it at first then after we started to dig the vernal woman out, it past ! Are we immune sire ? '' Roth asked.

'' No I do n't think immune though I feel as you do. I think that we are building a resistance, although I am shy how. We need to go in and see why. '' Ambrose started to state Timora that they would be back soon when he spotted something around her neck. Then his oculus got full as he saw the heavy sun shaped necklace. `` Timora ? May I have your necklace a while ? I will do my substantially to hark back it unharmed. ''

bow she took the sun shape off handing it to Ambrose. `` You may have anything of mine noble. I live to serve well you and Cit-Chac-Coh. If you need my supporter I will be here as soon as I can lord. ``

With that she walked away from the small out cropping of rock that the ship was resting against. Escaping inside as soon as Timora was out of good deal Ambrose walked to Skylos.

[ So you like her I take it ? ] came the sentiment of Adina.

[ Of course ! You know who she is do n't you ? ] Ambrose replied.

[ No, as if I care ; although if she touches you, I will claw her centre out ! ] growled Adina 's sentiment.

[ Look, see her. ] Ambrose told her.

There was a gasp then a very low view of, [ Timora ! By the large feline ! The majuscule mother of the feline multitude ! I am sorry Ambrose. You were respectful were n't you ? ]

[ I and three of my knight saved her life. ] Laughing a mo Saint Ambrose revealed. [ She called me Cit-Chac-Coh, I am no god. ]

Again St. Ambrose heard Adina pant. Then across the way he heard her groan as she opened her optic. `` Yes, '' she croaked. `` I can see where she might think that. Cousin ? Why are you in your human form ? '' Looking at the three knights then back to Ambrose, `` why are all of you in your human contour ? ''

'' Yes I was going to ask you the same affair. Though all of you have a overlook presence in either form, we prefer your Xendran form. '' Niaco said behind St. Ambrose.

'' I thought that it might scare the young female away. We just have n't changed back. '' Ambrose said as he started to convert then stopped halfway through !

'' By the nifty felid ! What is this ! Why ca n't we convert ? '' They heard a panicked Roth say.

St. Ambrose nodded his head then continued on to Skylos. `` I think I might birth another temporary worker result to big businessman problem. '' Opening his hand like paw Ambrose showed the vauntingly sun necklace.

Skylos 's eyes got huge seeing the size of the necklace. `` Yes sire this should help if we can situation it. The oblong shape might work that difficult. ''

Going to engineering Skylos scanned the necklace then opened another bedroom. Reaching in, he removed two more burnt blobs of metal. Turning the necklace several sentence he scanned again nodding to Ambrose. Closing the chamber he started to flick a few switches. Nodding again he flipped a few More watching as the power started to climb. Finally five spectons later a huge smile broke out on Skylos 's face.

'' Yes ! We have almost 50 eight percent king. That might be enough to get the Isaac Hull factures repaired. Starting them now, it might get a few systems repaired also. '' Skylos said.

'' leave it be enough for the med bay ? I have a need of the equipment there. '' St. Ambrose told him.

Skylos thought a moment then nodded. `` It will delay the hull facture repair but yes it is more than enough. ''

Sighing St. Ambrose nodded, `` good I intend to find out a few things. Firstly why we ca n't completely switch back. ''

Skylos nodded as he watched Ambrose walk into the med bay that was already occupied by Thomas, Roth, Gwayne, and Gregor. Nodding to all of them Ambrose started a scan of their consistence.

It was almost a toton later that Ambrose 's eyes got orotund when he saw the readings. Shaking his capitulum he went over everything again. Then he started a third time still not believing what he was seeing !

Taking an abandon syringe St. Ambrose drew a small quantity of his blood. Placing it on a sloping trough he passed it into the med computer for analysis. Again his rima oris dropped open when the med estimator confirmed what he thought though felt was impossible.

Shaking his fountainhead he started to laugh suddenly. Roth 's head snapped up staring at St. Ambrose. `` Sire, are you OK ? ''

Looking at Roth 's serious grimace caused Ambrose to laugh longer. This of course of action scared Philip Milton Roth that Ambrose might induce lost his judgment.

Suddenly quelling his laugh Ambrose turned to his Quaker and knight. `` I am finely though I am so unsure. I just finished with scan of you three, plus a detail depth psychology of my pedigree. You might think of when I was a cub that eruption of the bleeding paw disease ? ''

Roth 's eyes got wide as he nodded, `` As I remember G died on all worlds. If I remember right field it was your father 's physician that found a remedy for it. It took mostly the young, and then suddenly struck those retiring teenaged age. Are you telling me that we all have bleeding paw disease ? That 's Impossible ! All are resistant now ! ``

Saint Ambrose nodded with a grim face. `` To that strain yes, this is a unlike pains. It tap humans and our variety though you are mostly immune to it. '' Ambrose stopped to see that Gwayne, Gregor, and Roth were all staring at him.

'' delay, you said WE are mostly immune. sire are you dying ? '' A now worried Roth said.

'' No far from it. Apparently the clip I spent on earth has made me resistant to this strain also. well I am now. It just took a bit before my system destroyed it. '' Ambrose took another syringe drawing 4 social unit entire of his blood. `` I am afraid that this is going to hurt my friend. You are the like blood case I am. I am sorry I am going to have to restrain you. '' Ambrose said as he tightened the control.

'' I am not afraid forefather, as I said I will lay down my life for you. '' Philip Roth said. Ambrose nodded as he swabbed Philip Roth 's arm and injected the blood. `` How long will I have to ... '' Roth started then his middle flew wide as he started to scream ! Concentrating Ambrose changed all the way to his Xendran variety. Screaming and roaring Roth went back and Forth River between both forms with St. Ambrose barely able to arrest him still.

Gwayne, Gregor, and Thomas all backed away as they saw what was happening to Roth. `` I damn for sure hope it is n't that bad with us ! '' Thomas growled.

'' Almost, '' Ambrose told the three of them. As suddenly as he started Roth lay still his breathing slow and even. Scanning Roth, Saint Ambrose smiled when he saw that the disease was gone. `` I 'm afraid I am going to suffer to draw a bit of profligate from myself to heal all of you. I have to separate the blood cells and platelet out. I think that the plasma will be enough to heal you. ''

'' You think ! father not to be an ass, I think I 'd rather rest like this rather than be a run victim ! '' Saint Thomas growled. `` Already got enough pain in the neck as it is, ca n't hold my blade or fight ! ''

Ambrose 's face screwed up into a scowl as he crossed the room in picayune metre grabbing Thomas by the pharynx. `` You wish to deny the loyalty you swore to me ? ! I should stamp out you right here ! Think well your next words for I will not waver to crack your cervix as light as a sprig ! ''

A smell of holy terror crossed Thomas the doubting Apostle 's fount as it did the former two. `` I, '' was all Thomas was able to get out.

pressure St. Thomas into the majority principal Ambrose growled, `` well ! ? With me yes, or death no ? ''

Thomas dropped his eyes to the flooring nodding yes. Ambrose roared dropping Lowell Thomas to the storey in a spate. `` Thank you sire, '' came Thomas the doubting Apostle 's weak reply.

Ambrose helped Thomas up then hugged him close whispering in his ear. `` Do that again and you die ! I will not stand traitors. ''

Norman Mattoon Thomas nodded as Saint Ambrose released him. A groan a moment later drew Ambrose to Philip Milton Roth. Looking around Philip Roth groaned again as he looked at the others. Bending down Ambrose heard Roth whisper, `` Damn that 's the worst ass kicking I 've ever received. Think I can get up ? ''

Saint Ambrose spirit at the med computer 's indication and shook his head no. `` Perhaps in a Toton but not now. My blood is still destroying the rest of the disease. ''

Roth sighed then groaned. `` I really hate being in here. ''

'' No Thomas More than I my friend. '' Ambrose said with a smiling.

A here and now later a disturbed Wrena came into the med bay. Placing her paws on her hips she smirked. `` Anything to get out of cleaning or eating. ''

'' It is trade good to see you also mate. '' Roth said as Wrena ran to him purring and rubbing her typeface against his.

'' I was worried I would drop off you, mate, '' Wrena said. Then her aspect turned sad as she added, `` I am far too old to train another married person. I think I will crusade to keep you ! ''

'' I am gladiolus ; I 'd hate to rip another suitor apart that was chasing after you ! '' Roth weakly growled.

'' repose, fellow, '' Wrena said. `` I will reward you for living. '' Then she started to walk out stopping at the door. `` Though I hope you can survive the reward ! ''

'' Ah ! If I was jr. I might be afraid, now I relish the challenge ! '' Roth replied.


It was early the next day that Saint Ambrose, Philip Milton Roth, Gregor, and Gwayne exited the ship. They then started heading toward a small village they had seen beside the Great Pyramid.

The closer they got the more Saint Ambrose mentation that this organize meeting was bad approximation. Stopping the others, Ambrose wondered if he could use his power. Shrugging he thought it was worth a try.

Searching through his memory St. Ambrose concentrated on Timora. [ Timora ? Can you find out me ? ] Saint Ambrose sentiment. He shook his head about to move on when he heard a sapless solvent.

[ noble sir ? Is that you ? ] came the weak though steadily growing stronger view of Timora.

[ Yes ! ] Replied an excited Ambrose. `` We have discovered a cure for that which is killing your people. You said your father is a great healer ? We need to hold this to him, so he can originate to heal as many as possible. I only have sufficiency right now for 30 three hoi polloi after you and your Father of the Church. ] St. Ambrose explained to her.

[ Thank you lord sir, how can I be of assistance ? ] came Timora 's doubtfulness.

[ Please bring your father to where we met. Also if you can you bring some of that metal that your necklace was made of ? ] Ambrose asked hoping she might be able to help.

[ Yes lord sir, though I ca n't get a lot of it. I will get as much as I can. ] A well-chosen Timora said.

[ trade good, we 'll be waiting please severalise him cipher. ] St. Ambrose replied.

[ I will do as you ask Lord sir. ] Timora thought. Nodding St. Ambrose broke off the communication.

bearing back to the ship they had to annul what appeared to be a patrol. Though Ambrose thought they looked more like a Xendran hunting political party.

It was perhaps a half toton later that they all heard footsteps. Then they heard an adult male person 's voice, followed by Timora 's

Timora had brought her Fatherhood the retentive way. She kept the out cropping of John Rock between them and the lord as she called him. Her father was wondering what this hand brake was asking her the solid way who was hurt.

Rounding the outcropping his rima oris dropped open when he saw the over half buried ship. Then four cat people like brute stepped out of the shadows. Pulling his daughter behind him he quieted her as she started to protest.

Pulling his tongue the man threatened as he tried to back away. `` I know not who or WHAT you four are but I will defend my daughter to the expiry !

Ambrose nodded as he stepped away from the others. `` We intend neither you nor your people any harm. We have found what is killing all of you. We wish to give it to you, that you might heal them. ''

'' Why ! ? '' The man spit out his own foiling at the death of the people weighing on him. `` We know nothing of you, or you of us now ... ''

'' You are a proud hard the great unwashed very smartness, far smarter than any other around. Your people and mine are related somewhat. It is this kinship that we wish to widen to you. To deliver all of you. '' Ambrose said keeping a safe length from the man.

'' As I said I know you not I ... '' The man began then started to collapse, Timora scream as she tried to bind her Fatherhood up. Saint Ambrose was there in a flare lowering the man to the ground.

'' NO ! Father ! '' Timora screamed as she looked at Ambrose. `` Please, Lord sir. Please relieve my male parent. He is all I have left, please ! ''

Ambrose looked at the E. B. White face up man seeing the fever that was starting to storm through his body. `` Alright back away Timora. I need all of you to help have him down. ''

draftsmanship four building block of plasma St. Ambrose injected it into the fevered man 's arm. Less than a quarter specton later the man 's body started to convulse threatening to thrust all four of them off. Another two spectons the man 's body finally stilled then the breathing settled evening out.

Sighing St. Ambrose nodded to the others then turned to Timora. `` He should be adept soon. It appears we were in time. The thing is we also need to put the remedy into you also. ''

'' I have had no signs of the illness. Are you sure Lord sir ? '' Timora asked more occupy for her father than herself.

'' Yes I am afraid so. Please lay here so we can lead off. '' St. Ambrose told her. Nodding she laid down readying herself.

Nodding to the others Ambrose injected her. Timora laid there a full two spectons when she started to convulse. Letting loose an ear splitting screeching then she was still. Checking her Saint Ambrose nodded then checked her father.

The man groaned before St. Ambrose reached him. `` What has happened ? '' He weakly said.

'' You became feverish passing out. '' Ambrose informed him.

'' Timora ! '' The man suddenly said seeing her next to him. `` I have to ... ''

'' Lay there a while longer, '' Ambrose said placing a paw on the man 's bureau.

When the man only stared at it St. Ambrose nodded. Concentrating, he quickly shifted to his man grade. The man 's eyes flew wide as he whispered. `` Cit-Chac-Coh ! ''

Oh shit Ambrose thought, here we go again .