tinton - 2 1/2 seconds
specton - 2 1/2 instant
Toton - 2 1/2 60 minutes
minton - 2 1/2 sidereal day
daycon - 2 1/2 hebdomad
Malant - 2 1/2 calendar month
quant - 2 1/2 years
galant - 2 1/2 100
Metson - 2 1/2 inches
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
Billie Jean King Tomco Traxor - flyer 's dead father, Leo the Lion kinship group
king Tobias Traxor - Federal Reserve note 's dead brother, Lion clan
Queen Trianna Axor - poster 's bushed mother, Lion clan of Mandria
queen regnant Niaco Traxor - Tiger kinship group, Tobias mate, now greenback 's
Twitty Glax - Grey tabby cat clan, bill 's dead body guard and mate
Glenna Nox - Bengal kindred, Bill 's eubstance precaution and mate
Mikos Glac - Chartreux kin group
Skylos - Commander of star pleasure craft - Wire hair kindred
full general Roth - Leopard clan
Wrena - leopard kinship group, Roth 's wife
Henna Glac - Chartreux tribe, Mikos mate, Xendran medico
Theta Panadon - Cheetah kin group
Cornelius Glax - one of Bill 's Uncles, grey tabby cat kindred
Teodor Josef Konrad Korzeniowski Nox - Federal Reserve note 's early Uncle Bengal clan
Assassin group - Panthera onca kindred
second assassin group - Ocicat clan
Gregor - catamount tribe
Cetana - painter clan Gregor 's mate
Gwayne - painter clan
Dawney - catamount clan Gwayne 's mate
Norman Mattoon Thomas - Lynx clan
Mileen - lynx clan Thomas 's mate
Typree Maxor - Sub King of Mandria, social lion kin group
Adina Maxor - fighter Princess of Xendra, Sub-princess of Mandria, Lion kin
Timora - The groovy mother of the felid masses, married person of low tribal leader

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Ambrose could only stare at the Danton True Young woman as she refused to get off the ground. `` Please I am not Cit-Chac-Coh ; I am just a ... man. '' Saint Ambrose said thinking only a import.

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

'' I would never hurt your kin. I have a few doubt for you. '' Ambrose stated.

'' Yes, Jehovah anything I can do to help oneself you and your sentry duty. '' The young woman spoke in low flavor.

Ambrose just rolled his eye this was going to be harder than he thought. These mass had an obviously deep feeling. Sighing Ambrose again tried to raise the Loretta 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 Ambrose held up his helping hand. `` Sir it is forbidden. I ... ''

'' I want to remain unknown for now. I told you I am not Cit-Chac-Coh. Please do n't call me that again. '' Ambrose said a little more forcibly, and then cringed when the young woman fell to the footing quiver. `` Please fend I did not signify to voice angry with you. delight rise so I may ask you a few interrogative. ''

The untested woman tentatively looked up at Ambrose with fear still plain on her look. Ambrose started to curse to himself when he saw tears start to hang from her eyes. `` I will do all I can to aid you and your sentry duty sir. '' The last constituent was spoken in a whisper of awe.

St. Ambrose nodded with a suspiration, `` first what is your name ? I wish to forebode you by it and not Danton True Young womanhood. ''

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

Saint Ambrose 's eyes went wide as he looked at the smitten faces of his knights. Timora ! ? She was the first married woman of the trial loss leader, and the one that held the tribe together until they were hard. It was said that she had preformed miracles that no one could excuse. Saint Ambrose could only shake his head ; this corking woman was bowing to him ? infernal region he should bow to her for the fearlessness, ideas and assisting leading she later had and done.

A sudden thought struck Saint Ambrose as she was there was no way it was the Lapp woman. Was it possible that they taught her ? Ambrose shook his headspring again ; this was a large way to get a headache real damn quick. All the meter paradoxes could repulse one to insanity.

'' My second interrogation Loretta Young Timora that is Acropolis over there is n't it ? '' Ambrose asked though he knew the answer.

'' Yes lord it is, though we are shut to abandoning it. A strange ailment has broken out, many have passed. My begetter the large healer has not found a way to vote down it. I was here praying to all the gods for a sign that they had n't forgotten their hoi polloi. fable say that a prophet long ago saw that one day we would leave this place. Going to one that was harsher but much better. I think that you appearing after I started praying is a sign. ''

Ambrose was listening to every Logos the youthful woman said. It was so close to what he 'd learned about the peachy migration. It happened after the appearance of a godling disguised as a human. The godling preformed many miracles healing a great people of those sick. Many citizenry began to change slowly to the hybrid signifier that the feline wash was now. It was said that the godling denied who it was almost to the end of the migration.

Ambrose 's mouth dropped agape love, what in the Scheol ! Was he really the Saviour of these people and his own ? nether region, come to conceive of it these were his people also ! Looking at his chronometer he saw that they had been outside for almost a whole Toton.

looking at at Roth Saint Ambrose asked, `` How are you feeling ? Any loss of command ? ''

Roth looked down at himself a little disgusted at his human physique. An odd flavor crossed his nerve then the faces of Gwayne and Gregor. `` By the dandy feline ! It 's strange I felt it at start then after we started to dig the young 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 timid how. We need to go in and discover why. '' Ambrose started to tell Timora that they would be back soon when he spotted something around her neck. Then his oculus got wide as he saw the large sun shaped necklace. `` Timora ? May I have your necklace a while ? I will do my outflank to turn back it unharmed. ''

obeisance she took the sun shape off handing it to St. Ambrose. `` You may deliver anything of mine lord. I live to serve up you and Cit-Chac-Coh. If you need my help I will be here as soon as I can lord. ``

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

[ So you like her I take it ? ] came the thought process 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 eye out ! ] growled Adina 's thoughts.

[ Look, see her. ] St. Ambrose told her.

There was a gasp then a very low thought of, [ Timora ! By the groovy feline ! The great mother of the feline hoi polloi ! I am sorry Saint Ambrose. You were respectful were n't you ? ]

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

Again Ambrose heard Adina gasp. Then across the elbow room he heard her groan as she opened her optic. `` Yes, '' she croaked. `` I can see where she might recall that. cousin ? Why are you in your human form ? '' Looking at the three knight then back to Ambrose, `` why are all of you in your human flesh ? ''

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

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

'' By the great felid ! What is this ! Why ca n't we change ? '' They heard a panicked Philip Milton Roth say.

Ambrose nodded his head then continued on to Skylos. `` I think I might possess another temporary solution to power trouble. '' Opening his handwriting like paw Ambrose showed the large sun necklace.

Skylos 's optic got huge seeing the sizing of the necklace. `` Yes sire this should help if we can position it. The oblong shape might urinate that difficult. ''

Going to engine room Skylos scanned the necklace then opened another chamber. Reaching in, he removed two more glow blobs of metallic element. Turning the necklace several times he scanned again nodding to Saint Ambrose. Closing the chamber he started to riffle a few switching. Nodding again he flipped a few More watching as the power started to mount. Finally five spectons later a huge smile broke out on Skylos 's side.

'' Yes ! We have almost fifty dollar bill eight per centum mogul. That might be enough to get the hull factures repaired. Starting them now, it might get a few system repaired also. '' Skylos said.

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

Skylos thought a second then nodded. `` It will check the hull facture hangout but yes it is more than enough. ''

Sighing Ambrose nodded, `` safe I intend to discover out a few thing. Firstly why we ca n't completely alter 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 bodies.

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

Taking an void syringe Ambrose drew a small sum of his blood. Placing it on a slide he passed it into the med computer for depth psychology. Again his mouth dropped open when the med computer confirmed what he thought though felt was unimaginable.

Shaking his foreland he started to laugh suddenly. Roth 's head snapped up staring at Ambrose. `` father, are you all right ? ''

looking at Philip Milton Roth 's grave face caused Ambrose to laugh longer. This of course of action scared Roth that Ambrose might induce lost his mind.

Suddenly quelling his laugh St. Ambrose turned to his friend and knight. `` I am ok though I am so unsure. I just finished with CAT scan of you three, plus a elaborated analysis of my blood. You might remember when I was a cub that eruption of the hemorrhage paw disease ? ''

Roth 's oculus got wide as he nodded, `` As I remember thou died on all worlds. If I remember right it was your Church Father 's MD that found a remedy for it. It took mostly the new, and then suddenly struck those past teen age. Are you telling me that we all have bleeding paw disease ? That 's Impossible ! All are immune now ! ``

Ambrose nodded with a grim look. `` To that strain yes, this is a different strain. It bang humans and our kind though you are mostly immune to it. '' Ambrose stopped to see that Gwayne, Gregor, and Philip Roth were all staring at him.

'' Wait, you said WE are mostly immune. forefather are you dying ? '' A now disquieted Philip Roth said.

'' No far from it. Apparently the sentence I spent on earth has made me immune to this strain also. wellspring I am now. It just took a bit before my system destroyed it. '' Saint Ambrose took another syringe drawing 4 units full of his blood. `` I am afraid that this is going to hurt my friend. You are the same bloodline type I am. I am sorry I am going to sustain to restrain you. '' Saint Ambrose said as he tightened the constraint.

'' I am not afraid sire, as I said I will lay down my living for you. '' Roth said. St. Ambrose nodded as he swabbed Philip Milton Roth 's arm and injected the roue. `` How long will I have to ... '' Roth started then his optic flew wide as he started to hollo ! Concentrating Saint Ambrose changed all the way to his Xendran bod. Screaming and roaring Roth went back and Forth River between both forms with St. Ambrose barely able to view as him still.

Gwayne, Gregor, and Thomas all backed away as they saw what was happening to Philip Roth. `` I damn 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 ventilation slow and even. Scanning Roth, Ambrose smiled when he saw that the disease was gone. `` I 'm afraid I am going to sustain to pull back a bit of blood from myself to heal all of you. I have to separate the blood cells and blood platelet out. I think that the plasma will be enough to heal you. ''

'' You think ! forefather not to be an ass, I think I 'd rather ride out like this rather than be a test victim ! '' Thomas growled. `` Already got enough pain as it is, ca n't hold my sword or fight ! ''

Ambrose 's face screwed up into a scowl as he crossed the room in little prison term grabbing Thomas by the throat. `` You wish to deny the allegiance you swore to me ? ! I should belt down you right here ! Think well your next Holy Scripture for I will not waver to snap your neck opening as leisurely as a twig ! ''

A looking at of little terror crossed Saint Thomas 's expression as it did the other two. `` I, '' was all Thomas was capable to get out.

pressing Lowell Jackson Thomas into the bulk head Ambrose growled, `` well ! ? With me yes, or death no ? ''

Thomas dropped his eyes to the trading floor nodding yes. Ambrose roared dropping Thomas to the level in a heap. `` Thank you sire, '' came Lowell Jackson Thomas 's weakly answer.

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

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

St. Ambrose look at the med data processor 's reading and agitate his head no. `` Perhaps in a Toton but not now. My profligate is still destroying the rest of the disease. ''

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

'' No more than I my friend. '' Ambrose said with a smile.

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

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

'' I was worried I would fall behind you, pair, '' Wrena said. Then her face turned sad as she added, `` I am far too old to train another mate. I think I will crusade to celebrate you ! ''

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

'' Rest, Paraguay tea, '' Wrena said. `` I will honor 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 younger I might be afraid, now I relish the challenge ! '' Roth replied.


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

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

Searching through his memories St. Ambrose concentrated on Timora. [ Timora ? Can you hear me ? ] Ambrose thought. He shook his head about to go on when he heard a weak answer.

[ Lord sir ? Is that you ? ] came the weak though steadily growing solid persuasion of Timora.

[ Yes ! ] Replied an stimulate Saint Ambrose. `` We have discovered a therapeutic for that which is killing your people. You said your father is a large healer ? We need to afford this to him, so he can start to heal as many as possible. I only have adequate right hand now for XXX three citizenry after you and your begetter. ] St. Ambrose explained to her.

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

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

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

[ commodity, we 'll be waiting please tell him nothing. ] Ambrose replied.

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

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

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

Timora had brought her father the retentive way. She kept the out cropping of rock candy between them and the overlord as she called him. Her Padre was wondering what this emergency was asking her the hale way who was hurt.

Rounding the outcropping his oral fissure dropped open when he saw the over half buried ship. Then four cat the great unwashed like creature stepped out of the phantasma. Pulling his daughter behind him he quieted her as she started to protest.

Pulling his knife the man threatened as he tried to stake away. `` I know not who or WHAT you four are but I will hold my daughter to the death !

St. 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 feed it to you, that you might bring around them. ''

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

'' You are a majestic strong mass very impertinent, far smarter than any other around. Your hoi polloi and mine are related somewhat. It is this relationship that we wish to extend to you. To bring through all of you. '' Ambrose said keeping a safe distance from the man.

'' As I said I know you not I ... '' The man began then started to collapse, Timora screaming as she tried to hold her father up. Ambrose was there in a twinkling lowering the man to the footing.

'' NO ! sire ! '' Timora screamed as she looked at Ambrose. `` Please, Lord sir. Please preserve my father. He is all I have left, please ! ''

Saint Ambrose looked at the gabardine faced man seeing the fever that was starting to storm through his body. `` Alright back away Timora. I need all of you to help hold him down. ''

Drawing four units of plasma Ambrose injected it into the fevered man 's arm. to a lesser extent than a after part specton later the man 's body started to convulse threatening to hold all four of them off. Another two spectons the man 's body finally stilled then the breathing settled evening out.

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

'' I have had no signs of the sickness. Are you trusted Lord sir ? '' Timora asked more worry for her father than herself.

'' Yes I am afraid so. Please lay here so we can go. '' 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 scream then she was still. Checking her Ambrose nodded then checked her beginner.

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

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

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

'' Lay there a patch longer, '' Ambrose said placing a paw on the man 's chest of drawers.

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

Oh shit Saint Ambrose thought, here we go again .