After much editing, I give you chapter two! Ta-da!

Chapter 2: You know what they say about "Curiosity and Kittys..."

Five years later, Kitty awoke in the hut she shared with ten other people, including her mother and father. She rose from her cot and stretched before going to the clothing hut to get dressed into her day clothes. On the way there her father walked up to her,

“Kitty, get dressed quickly, okay? Your Granny Wren has called a village meeting.”

Kitty was a little confused, “But she’s not leader, Great Granny Sonnet is.”

“Just hurry, okay honey?” He hastily said.

“Okay.” Kitty said obediently, and ran off in the direction of the clothing hut.

When she got in she quickly grabbed her outfit and put it on. She combed her hair and sloppily tied it up in an orange ribbon. She ran out of the hut and to the village center, where the fire was located, and sat herself next to her mother and father. Everyone was absolutely silent, and her Granny Wren stood in front of them all wearing a garland of flowers on her head, like her great grandmother did.

“You may or may not be aware that this morning, my mother Sonnet has died.”

There was a little gasp from everyone in the crowd who was unaware of this news, including Kitty.

Her grandmother continued, “I, as her first born child, have inherited the leadership of the tribe, and am here to remind you that even in times of comfort such as these, we still need a leader to uphold the tribe’s morals and traditions. Knowing this, you are all dismissed back to your work.”

Kitty stood up along with everyone else. Her mother was about to go back to work, before realizing Kitty’s sloppily done whale spout.

“What have I told you about doing your own hair?” She said.

Kitty whined, “Papa told me to be quick!”

Her mother clicked her tongue and smiled, “Well, next time let me do it, now come on, lets fix that mess.”

Her mother walked her back to their hut and sat her sit on one of the cots. She rummaged through a little sack before finding her good whale-bone comb and began to undo her hair.

“Mama, why do I have to wait for you to die before I can be a leader?”

Her mother stopped for a second, a little shocked, before answering, “Because that’s just the way it is.”

“But I want you to see me when I’m leader!” Kitty said, a little distressed.

Her mother combed through her hair and tied it up before replying, “But I will see you, honey.” She turned Kitty’s head and kissed her on the cheek, “Okay?”

Kitty nodded, not asking how because she knew she’d just get another indirect answer.

“Now go run off and play, I need to get to work.” Her mother said, smiling.

Kitty nodded and ran out the door, looking for something to do. She saw the mausoleum and got an idea. She knew she wasn’t allowed in the mausoleum, and usually just rolled around in the dirt in front of it, (which really annoyed whoever was doing laundry that day.) But she wanted to go in and see all the leaders before her Granny.

She ran up the steps in front of the waterfall where the debris always builds up and tried not to be seen by the builders clearing it. She ran through the shallow end of the stream by the banyan tree and through the dirt she liked to play in so much. She saw the great, gaping mouth of the mausoleum, and couldn’t help but breathe in sharply. She stepping in, hoping not to be seen in the light of the torches covering it’s walls. She walked down the long hallway, her footsteps shattering the silence. Eventually she saw where the hallway split into two. One hallway was marked, “Leaders” the other “Villagers.”

Kitty chose the one that said leaders, and found that it was not a hallway, instead a large room with a high ceiling with gorgeous carvings covering almost every surface but the tombs. Each tomb was a large stone slab on the wall, with the former leader encased behind it. She looked at the names carved on each stone slab. The first was Celeste, the second Hawthorne, the only male leader the village had ever seen. The names just went down and down to Sonnet, Kitty’s great grandmother.

Out of nowhere, she heard footsteps. She became worried, knowing she could get into trouble, and tried to hide, but there was nothing she could slip behind. The footsteps stopped, and Kitty assumed that whoever was in there had decided to either leave, or went into the villager’s section of the mausoleum, so she ran quickly, trying to avoid getting caught. She stopped dead in her tracks, seeing someone in front of her that she had never seen before. She was a tall woman, with long black hair. She was emanating a white glow, and looked like something out of a different world.

“Who a-are you?” Kitty said, her voice nothing more than a whisper.

The woman smiled, “I’m Celeste, the first leader of your tribe, and I understand that you are to be the tenth, correct?”

Kitty was completely shocked, “W-well, yes. I will be when m-my mother d-dies.”

Celeste smiled wide, knelt down to Kitty’s height and whispered in her ear, “Don’t be afraid, dear child, for whenever you are in need of guidance, I will be here.”

And with that she was gone, blown away by an un felt wind. Kitty was amazed and afraid. She suddenly snapped back to reality and ran, back to her village where things were normal.