The tiger, Trent, nodded, grunting as well. "Yeah you're a wolf, but you're strong willed. That's what we need."<br/><br/>The Panther, Opal, spoke next, "We were not planning on coming back, no. But I could send one other person with you to come back when the time comes. For now, we have to stay low and figure out a plan. The prince's coronation is soon, and I think we should crash the party."<br/><br/>Mews and hisses came from all of the feline hybrids on the roof, giving their approval. Trent smiled, nodding. "I wouldn't doubt the fox either. From what Opal's shared with me, it seems she has a plan of her own."<br/><br/>Opal nodded. "She may be a fox, but I'm a panther. I'm the queen of espionage. And I know exactly who she is."<br/><br/>Trent smirked, nodding. "That's why this plan is going to work."<br/><br/>Opal raised her voice, addressing everyone, "Alright cats, we're moving out! Head for the bridge, we're going to find a place to camp out under there! It's a big place so stay nearby , and always have someone with you! Stay close to the walls and don't attract any attention! Blue team, take the wolf with you! Yellow team, cause a distraction in Maine street! Red team, you're with me!" The cats nodded and split into formation, all prepared to leap off of the roof. Trent gestured to Jared, taking his place on the roof and leaping off with the other cats in tow. The yellow team had already departed and Opal was about to go herself, but turned back to nod at Jared and flick her tail. "Good luck." And with that, she was gone.<br/><br/>____________________________________________<br/><br/>Back at the camp, the Doctor had been put into the infirmary, his new knee generating itself in the chamber nearby. Sophia sat at his side, holding onto his hot hand. Other physicians milled about, eyeing the fox warily.<br/><br/>"Tell me." Sophia said, her voice cracking. She didn't add a please or a sir. She meant business now.<br/><br/>So the Doctor told her the story. Of the Queen's betrayal and the baby that was never to be. How she was taken in the middle of the night and transformed into an inferior being, a life-long punishment by the King himself. And now, the prince was about to take the throne, when it really belonged to her. It all made sense now, why the Doctor said she was special.<br/><br/>The Doctor thought almost nothing of it, thinking that even with the information, Sophia wouldn't do anything rash. Days would go on at Lyone like usual. Sophia have no signs  of anything otherwise, her face blank. She almost couldn't believe it, dumbstruck. This was definitely a lot to take in at once.<br/><br/>She stood slowly. "Thank you, sir.. Thank you for telling me. I'll.. Help clean up the mess. And then we can get started on my lessons."<br/><br/>The Doctor smiled and watched as Sophia walked out. "Very good, Sophia. Take a rest, dear, you must be tired."<br/><br/>She said nothing else and just walked calmly out of the room. Her whole life she had been fed lies. A fire burned in her eyes now, one of rage. She would unveil the truth. No more secrets.<br/><br/><br/>________________________________________________<br/><br/>The prince of Carthya sat on his balcony, watching two men battle with lightning fencers. They were a new invention, and they were quite remarkable, he thought. He loved to see his toys played with. His coronation was in a week and he couldn't be more excited. He wanted the throne, the crown, everything. He had the same greed of his father, the same malicious thoughts and desires.<br/><br/>He was troubled about how easy it would be to keep the throne, however. He was taught about his traitorous step mother, and the unwanted child she had. How it was taken away and made into a hybrid. But he wondered... What if she came back for her throne? A hybrid, with a crown on it's head... Ha!<br/><br/>He started to laugh, swilling the wine around in his glass. "Maybe... Just maybe..."<br/><br/>If he had the hybrid in his own captivity, he would have nothing to worry about. She would be at the castle, yes. But in chains.<br/><br/>He clapped his hands. "Even better!" His new thought was to erase her memory, no, hypnotize the thing! Make her obedient, the true heir to the throne, serving him! It was excellent!<br/><br/>He snapped his fingers for his right hand to come, a smirk on his face. His first act as king was going to be brilliant. His father would be so proud. "Send word to Lyone. I'm making a visit."