I slunk through the deserted streets with an important message on my back. There was a soft thudding which I could feel through the ground. I laid low and turned my emerald green gaze around the corner and quickly retracted back.
Bet ya wouldn’t guess what I am?
The leather boots thudded past not noticing my slim figure on the ground. I smoothly turned the corner and continued my sleuth like movement down the alleyway that stunk sharply of strong cheese and off milk which i quite like.
I still bet you don’t know what I am.
I passed on hot ground which clearly stated that there was once a battle here. There was the tang of gasoline in the air and a heavy rumbling. I scampered behind a partly destroyed wall as the challenger II passed by. The large tracks were extremely daunting to me. Not the massive cannon.
Do you know what i am yet?
I walked into a church and pranced up the stairs silently. The wood creaking ever so slightly .
No. you haven’t worked out what i am?
I was welcomed by soft caring hands ruffling my hair on the back of my head as they removed the message from my back.
I am Zeus
Lightening fast and most of all
A cat that helped a group of French resistance soldiers in WWII