Docks; New Orleans
On board the steamship, Cleopatra, the boson was worried. The trip had been uneventful save for that cat and the lady he had claimed. Now this boson was wizen and had seen plenty but daily finding the dead rats laid out had at fist baffled and scared the crew. Then the 3rd day they found his lordship calmly setting and licking his paw with 7 of the nasty rodents laid out, dead. Fifty seven rats killed, 57! amazing and now the cat was to leave with the lady he had claimed. What was he to do? The ship would always have need of a ratter like that could he just let it walk away?
Standing lost in thought the boson didn’t notice the 2 stop at his feet until a “MEROWWW” broke his thoughts. Looking down the man’s eyes widen for there was his lordship and another cat, the new one leaner and younger he would judge and a bit nervous but looking around as is casing the ship.
The feminine voice made him start and glance up at Lady Kitterland, “Pharaoh apologizes but he needs to go but this young one has agreed to step into his place. A fine vessel such as this needs a cat that can catch the vermin. Of course the catch is you must reward him as you did Pharaoh. Honeyed Milk and those sardines of the captains’ he feels would be just rewards. The youngling really does not have a name. Now if you would excuse us we really do need to be leaving. Come along Pharaoh” Turning on her heel the lady walked back down the plank, the grey spotted cat with its tail high follows.
The boson looking down at the yellow and cream cat shrugged and slowly smiled. “Well come on ...Horus...Let’s get you introduced to the rest of the crew and settled in a place you like”