Tundress
The Tundress or Tundressa, Snow Leopard, Queen of The Poles, and Fire Cat was hidden deep within a cavern Sekhmet's temple. She had many names. She had power over the other immortals
and more power than most of them. They expected to find nothing but cat skulls and skeletons. But she was here along with her king. The scientists created a process that would
wake her and contain her power in one space. She was more powerful than her
sister and brother together. She had power over frost and could hibernate like
all of her family members. She could frost through storms and power heat into
blue fire. The cats meowed and their bones rattled an eerie cry. Cats only
tolerated humans, but once they touched your life, you were theirs. Cats were sacrificed by the thousands in these hallowed halls.
Humans feared to open this chamber for years. The cat’s
bones and spirits cloaked her essence. It took them so long, years before they
found the tomb. This was not the Desert King’s doing.
Their temple was sealed in magic, each immortal had its own magic. The
magic that sealed their death chamber was voodoo. The crocodile spirits and
bones animated to protect the king. It took years before they could unlock the
lock, and they hoped this magic was not a key to her true identity. They only
new part of her origins and they hoped that she was not who they thought she
was. The Creole Queen had the power to reach across worlds and seal the crypt.
But what was voodoo doing out here in the Egyptian Valley of the Kings? They
had hunted these immortals for many years no one believed of their existence.
They hoped not to wake the Desert King. When she woke blue fire flashed
from behind her eyeballs. They knew she could get the job done. The Creole Queen
was more powerful than Tundressa, but they did not know this. The Tundress had
power over all cats, but there was only one defect, her family members had power
to counteract her own. The Tundress shielded her animals and sent them on the
search. They were identified by the cold streak in their blood. The Creole
Queen would launch her dwarf cats that were far more vicious. The Tundress
looked at them, they melted her cold heart, she could not move, she was vulnerable. This
alone was enough to bring her to heel.
Copyright 2017 Yolanda L Parker
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