Chloe the Kitten Read Free

Morris,” the mouse sniffed. “I’m thirsty because I … I…” He started to cry again. “I lost my mommy and daddy.”
    â€œYou lost them?” Chloe asked.
    Morris nodded sadly.
    â€œHow did you lose them?”
    Morris looked down. “We were going to visit Grandma,” he whispered, “and I flew off to look at some buttercups. And then … and then … well, I couldn’t find my way back.” He let out another tiny sob.
    Chloe picked a velvety leaf from the hedge next to them and handed it to him. “Here,” she said. “Wipe your eyes.”
    Morris dabbed at his face with the leaf.
    â€œWhen did you lose your mommy and daddy?” Chloe asked.
    â€œYesterday morning,” Morris replied.

    â€œYesterday morning?” Chloe stared at him. “No wonder you’re thirsty.”
    â€œI was only going to drink one dewdrop,” Morris whimpered, “but they were so tasty. I’m sorry.” He hung his tiny head again.
    Chloe thought of how the Stardust Squirrel had helped her when she’d lost her basket. Now it was her turn to help.
    â€œDon’t worry,” she said with a smile. “I’ll help you find your mommy and daddy—I promise. Do you have any idea where your home is?”
    Morris nodded. “It’s by the lions.”
    Chloe stared at him in shock. “By the lions ?”
    â€œYes,” the little mouse replied. “By the big lions.”
    Chloe gulped. She didn’t know there were lions in Misty Wood. Her heart began to pound. Finding Morris’s home might be a lot scarier than she had thought!

 
    CHAPTER FOUR
    The Rainbow Slide
    Morris looked up at Chloe. His shiny black eyes blinked at her anxiously.
    â€œPlease will you take me home?” he squeaked. “I miss my mommy and daddy.”
    Chloe’s tummy gave a little lurch. She had to keep her promise. It was up to her to get Morris back safely, however scary it might be.
    â€œLadybugs and lollipops!” she whispered to herself. “If this little mouse is brave enough to live next door to some big lions, then as sure as my wings are purple, I am brave enough to take him there.”
    She turned to Morris again. “Is your home very far away?”
    â€œOh yes. Miles and miles,” Morris replied.
    â€œIn that case,” Chloe said, “I think it would be better if I carried you. Your wings are so small, and you must be very tired. You can climb onto my back. We’ll fly above Misty Wood together. You can help me look out for the lions.”
    Morris clapped his tiny paws. “Thank you! Thank you!” he squeaked excitedly.
    Chloe tucked her basket of dewdrops beneath a hedge to keep it safe. Then she crouched down low as Morris clambered onto her back and perched between her wings.
    â€œHold on tight!” Chloe called. With a flick of her shimmering wings she flew up into the sky, brushing the treetops with her sparkly tail as she rose higher and higher.

    â€œWheeeeeeeee!” Morris cried.
    Far below, Misty Wood lay stretched out like a colorful patchwork quilt, glimmering in the early morning sunshine. Somewhere down there, among the meadows and the mountains, the grasslands and the glades, Morris’s family was waiting anxiously for him. But where were they?
    A flash of golden fur across a patch of brilliant blue caught Chloe’s eye.
    Lions? Chloe caught her breath and looked closer.
    No, it was only the Pollen Puppies. They were awake and playing in Bluebell Glade, flicking the pollen here and there with their tails so that even more flowers would grow.
    I wonder if they know where the lions live , Chloe thought. She called over her shoulder to her tiny passenger. “Hold on, Morris! We’re going down!”
    With a flutter of fairy wings, Chloe landed in the glade.
    â€œHey! What’s going on?” Petey, a floppy-eared puppy, cried as he bounced