Memoirs of Kitty Siam Ch. 14

One of the girls called for the guards who came over to see what all the fuss was about. A conversation ensued and the next thing I knew the guards were taking the beast off in the direction of the chuck wagon and the fire pit. After the guards left I opened my backpack, took out my towel and laid it out on the huge boulder that had become the preferred hangout here at the lake. Stripping off my blood covered shirt and shorts as I made my way to the water and dove in. I noticed that Teela had followed me. I have to admit seeing her sans clothing for the first time, her body was impressive and very well toned, more so than Shilka. As she moved I could see the outline of the muscles beneath her skin. We splashed about a bit as our clothes floated nearby in the gentle waves of the lake. We took turns washing the matted blood from our hair then washed out our clothing.

When the dinner bell rang we shared my oversized towel and donned our wet clothing. It was a warm evening and the wet clothes helped to keep us cool, not to mention the outline of our breasts, areolas and nipples under my wet t-shirt and her wet white dress gave our fellow campers a thing or two to look at and talk about in hushed tones. Speaking of looks, Shilka cast a gaze in my direction as we lined up at the chuck wagon, her head was shaking from side to side as she showed her usual disapproval of my wet urban attire. Teela noticed Shilka's look toward me and whispered, "what is that about?" to which I replied, "she does not like my wardrobe choices again". Teela chuckled and looked me over approvingly as we sat down together to eat our dinner. Somehow I think she would have liked her own copy of the outfit that I was wearing.

Teela and I ate well that night in appreciation for bringing in the tasty beast. While the barbecued beast was rationed, we were allowed to take all that we wanted but still, we only took a little more than a normal portion so as not to take a share away from someone else. Through out the evening meal we were thanked many times by the soldiers and our fellow travelers. After dinner was finished, Shilka went down to the lake with her group of friends, and Teela did the same with hers. It was obvious that the girls with the metallic colored collars and the girls with the non-metallic ones traveled in different circles. Through there were no ill will between the girls; they just did not hang out much together. Somehow I think that coming back with Teela this afternoon caused some sort of rift between Shilka and I as I was not asked to join them, then add to that how the other girls with Shilka mostly give me the evil eye when we are together.

So tonight I went to the lake by myself. For the evening out I chose a long stripped mans business like dress shirt that I had acquired back at the academy on the night of my birthday. It was in the closet of the room that Sir William and I shared. Yes, I am a little thief at times... just call me a cat burglar. Anyway, the shirt came down close to my knees, well to be honest it came about four inches from my knees. It was a button down shirt that was white with blue pin stripes. I threw on the same a pair of plain flat leather sandals. Perhaps Shilka and her pack would approve of this eveningwear I thought to my self.

While the girls in their little groups sat around and chatted, my thoughts turned to the retractable claws that had appeared this afternoon. I had already switched my eyes to night vision and as I sat on the large boulder looking out over the lake, I went about working on how to will my claws to appear again. After about an hour or so of trying, I felt the tingle and then burning under my fingernails, then a brief sharp pain that was much less than it was this afternoon. As I brought my hand up to my face and let it hover there, I was staring at five fingers with razor sharp claws.

This afternoon in all the excitement I had thought that the claws came out from under my nails but it appears that it was actually a transformation of my nails into the inch and a half long claws. I put my claws away, then brought them back out a few times, testing how fast I could make the change, and getting better at willing the change to happen. I put my claws away for the final time then instead of climbing down from the boulder, I jumped off. It was a higher jump than I was once comfortable making but thinking of all the feline changes I had transitioned through today I thought I would take a chance, and just like your normal house or jungle cat, I landed softly on the ground with perfect feline grace.

As I got to my feet from the three-point stance I had landed in, I heard Shilka's soft voice from behind me say teasingly, "You are being very brave today I see". I turned and smiled at her as we both had a private giggle, she put her arm around me and we walked together toward the tent city that we were calling home. As we crossed the road and neared our tent I couldn't help to wonder if the army came past yet or if we were going to be waiting here by the lake for another day or so. I was going to ask but we had arrived at our tent and entered quietly as it was much too late for chatter. Most of the campers were sleeping so we sat silently on our bedrolls, brushed each other's hair then set off to sleep. As I snuggled in under my bedroll I just had to give my claws one last little test... claws on, claws off, claws on, claws off... so wonderful to learn new things I thought as I set my head on my arm and went off to sleep.