UPDATE: Otherworldly Battle

I MET THE WHITE CAT. I was totally unprepared. I had forgotten the forbidden knowledge I held within me. I went out to check on my herbs, and heard a quiet "mow" behind me and instinctively answered "mow?" back. The elusive leader ignored me in favor of a bug in my neighbor's yard for a little while, but eventually she came trotting over to me. I stopped and carefully greeted her. (I have been terrified of cats since I was little. Petting a cat is a big deal for me.) She apparently loved me, because she started to rub all over me, play with me, and ended up laying in my lap. She was very vocal, and, like a fool, I spoke back to her. I wasn't thinking! I spoke to the leader in a language I don't even know! Who knows what I said! What did I tell her? Did I give away enemy movements? Did I give her false information for which I will later be punished? Did I agree to something I shouldn't have? Perhaps I accidentally pledged my loyalty to her side of the fight! Guys, I do not know what consequence may come of this illicit interaction, but I fear for my safety.


I told my friend of the interaction, and she divined the White Cat's name as Celeste. I agreed it must be so. An ethereal name to fit a graceful being. But what darkness lurks behind the facade? What evil rots away inside the lithe, and silky exterior? I know not why she came to me. Perhaps she was probing to see my reaction? What did I know? Would I act on the knowledge I held? Perhaps it was an invitation, a bribe. Perhaps, by "gracing" me with her stately and imposing presence she hoped to sway my support and affection to her faction. Perhaps it was a threat. It may be that she knows what I know and that her appearance to me was a warning, an indication that she knows where I reside should I give cause for my disposal...


In any case, when my father appeared, she cautiously retreated to a safer distance to observe, before looking meaningfully at me and then departing as abruptly as she had arrived. I say she looked at me meaningfully, and she did. The look she gave me was full of meaning...only I could not interpret it...


I fear I may be becoming more involved in this war than I wish to be...