Arnold and Felisa listened to Tepic as he described the massive air vessel floating above New Babbage. The larger cat put his head into his paws, as he knew what they would have to do…
“The three of us can take the Flying Vole,” the young fox offered readily. “Though don’t think any more would fit.”
“It’ll have to be just the three of us,” Arnold sighed as he rubbed his head. “Gilhooly has already been hurt, and so has the Professor, and I don’t know how many cats….but even if we asked the entire militia and every able bodied person to help us we couldn’t trust them, or anyone else, once we got there. He is bound to have one of those devices on his ship, if not a stronger one considering he’s sending the signal from there. We won’t be able to know that anyone else would be unable to betray us to the raptor.” He hoped that Felisa would still be able to resist at least…with a cats mind…
“Cor,” Tepic shook his head, and then after a few moments grinned again, “Well, we’ll think of somethin! An’ at least we got yer, Mr. Arnold!”
The cat shook his head and continued, “It’s worse than that. We have no idea how many raptors he has on board or on deck just waiting for us to attack. We also don’t know how many cats he has, but even if he has only a dozen we won’t be able to escape on the Vole alone without leaving one of us, me, behind.”
Felisa had remained quiet, but she let him know that was not an option, “We will think of something…nothing can stay in the air forever. Is there any way to bring this thing down to earth?” She asked curiously, and added more sure of herself, “And we will have to get rid of that…thing he has created…”
The three talked and made their plans while the raptor circled the city above.