Sister Act- Lola's Revenge

Lola hated Punk. She despised her sister who had taken everything from her; her rightful position as leader, her mate. Oh how Punk made it seem like she was the better one, how she led the group towards dreams of glory where Lola was facing the problem of the Zappa losing their land. But Lola knew better, she knew Punk was playing with fire. The Whiskers were nothing to laugh at and one day Punk would pay the price for her ambition, her lack of sense. But now perhaps, could be Lola's chance. Punk had made the foolish choice to try taking land from the Whiskers, but upon seeing the group, her sister stopped. She did not realize what a fool she was, she has dreams of glory, but little sense to realize that the Whiskers outnumbered their group and also that Flower had more experience than she did. As for Houdini...he was just a pesky rover. He may believe himself big and strong, but in truth he was as worthless as a newborn pup. Lola was shocked when Punk decided to take her pups out, much to early. But another side purred in delight. Punk thought she was the perfect leader, but a good leader knew when it was too soon to take one's pups out. Lola could use her nephews and niece to her advantage, to bite Punk where it hurt and to punish her for what she stole. It was no surprised that Punk called the retreat. Lola picked up Axel and ran off with the others. She could hear the thumping of paws which told her that the Whiskers were closing in with their charge. She felt Axel tremble in her jaws and suddenly that second side wondered why she was wasting much to save one of her pups. It should had been Lola's pups that were being carried away, though Lola was smart enough to know that they were much too young to be away from the burrow. If Punk had an ounce of sense she would had realized that she put the pups in the path of danger. Her position was close to the back, Punk and Houdini were already vanished as were most of the others. Lola looked down at her charge then just opened her mouth. Axel fell and she ran off, leaving the pup to whatever fate in store for him.

The Zappa were gathered at their burrow, watching. Punk was facing down Lola, her fur bristled, lips curled back in a snarl, eyes hard. 'How could you drop my pup?!' Punk seemed to snarl out as she glared at her littermate. Lola's face was neutral, she looked as if she knew not what Punk was saying. A air of smugness hovered around her. Punk growled and stalked off leaving Lola to savor victory. But her eyes immediately trailed to Slash and Rosebud. The two pups were huddled under Katesa, whimpering over the loss of their brother. Lola seemed to smile as she gazed at them. Revenge was good so far, but there was much to do. Her plan was now set. She would make Punk look good by way of the pups. If Punk couldn't keep her pups...then what good was she? It was perfect and could be done that nobody would ever expect Lola was to blame. She was the true dominant female of this game.

Entry One: Love Stinks

Love Stinks, hurts, and a bunch of other things. After being a heartless one would think that it would get easier with gaining a heart, life would be much the same. For the Organization, we would be able to be...real. But who would guess that having a heart, being able to feel, can be hell? Maybe this is really just me. Everyone else I know seems to be doing well, they have actual jobs, families, and they have been able to balance their newfound emotions. But yet why not me? I been trying to figure this out since the completion of Kingdom Hearts, but so far...no luck. Maybe having a heart is not for every nobody.