Author: Pook When JinxJinxJinx threw down her flappy cloth thing and stormed out of the tavern, Pook knew that things were going bad. Bad bad bad. There was so much fighting and so much noise at her new den lately. The kitten that she had taken in, given to her by the little person out on the street, had been afraid to even come out of the little hollow she'd made for it by the hearth. She cried and called out for JinxJinx but everyone patted her and made soothey sounds... And then there was a cry from the moonwell.