Chapter 4The Godmother of Strays
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I, a notorious early bird, stayed up half the night.
The forum was just too fascinating. The posts were a wild mix of everything: planned rumbles, turf wars, torrid love scandals... Each one was more hilarious and explosive than the last.
For example, two packs of dogs traveled miles to fight, only to discover they had friends in the opposing crew. After some negotiation, they called a truce and traveled all the way back home, their limbs aching despite not having thrown a single punch.
Then there was the group of tomcats who fought tooth and nail for the affection of a beautiful calico, only to find out the calico was also a tom.
As I scrolled further back, I saw my own title mentioned multiple times.
• Aroo? Anyone ever made a deal with the Woman in White? Is she legit?
OP: [Heard there's a woman in a white coat in the house on the corner. They say she can snatch you from the jaws of death. All you have to do is give up your... little swimmers... and you'll be safe for life. Is it true?]
Reply 1: [Totally true, my dude! Her skills are top-notch, you can trust her. The word on the street is golden.]
Reply 2: [Show some respect, you punk. She's not just some 'woman in white,' she's a goddess in white!]
Reply 3: [Goddess? What're you, a house pet? Obviously not from the streets. We call her the Godmother!]
Reply 4: [Hey, it's just giving up your baby-makers! For us strays, who can afford to raise kids anyway? Your life is more important!]
Reply 5: [After you make the deal, the Godmother even lets you stay for a while and gives you a mother's care. It's so warm. My only regret is that I can't grow another pair to give her!]
There were more and more posts like this.
It turned out that in their eyes, ordinary me was something magnificent, practically a deity. The flood of praise was overwhelming. I drifted off to sleep feeling giddy and light-headed.
In my dream, a horde of cats and dogs bowed to me dramatically, their paws clasped together. "In the city's neon glow, where a stray will stand or fall, the Godmother's got our back, she protects us all!"