She flew. The cat flew. The cat she knew for two and a half years, flew. She could fly gracefully, and fast, very fast. Cookie the cat flew. Sarah saw her cat go back and forth, until she landed. "C-cookie you can fly!?" "And talk." Cookie stated calmly. Sarah fell out of surprise. "What!?" "Lucky kid you picked me. Only eleven of us left." "Who? What do you mean?" Sarah managed to say. Cookie sighed. Cookie started explaining everything. "Twelve magic cats. You heard of it?" "Uhh... no please explain it to me." Said Sarah. "Me? Magic cat moon." She understood this as Cookie a black cat, was moon. Cookie continued "Tabatha? Magic cat sun." "