Sitka, woken by snapping and growling, woke up. Thinking Mau was torturing some poor cat, he stood and walked out. He walked outside the castle gates and saw the Russian Blue he met earlier yelling at the cats. He reconized the black she-cat, Falitna. He trotted over, "Let me take it from here!" He snarled to the Russian Blue. The Grey guard whirled around, seeing the large orange tabby. Sitka unsheathed his claws, "Get going blue!" The Russian Blue growled at him,
"You can tell me what to do.."
"I can now. You know a low-ranked guard like yourself can't argue with Elites."
"But these cats weren't-"
"Silence!" Sitka lunged for the cat, grabbing his scruff and holding tightly until the Russian Blue cried out in pain, and a tom cried out,
"Kill him!" Sitka thrust him to the ground, and the grey-blue tom whimpered under his paws,
"I give in..!" Sitka let him loose, and walked down the hill, watching Falitna and the rest of the cats struggle to get the load to the castle. He looked at the cart. Part of the wheel was bent, and a cat lie dead a few tail-lengths away. He looked at the cat, seeing wheel-tracks on his shoulder and flank.