Kit - Cat 2 - Who wants to be a cat?

"If only I were human", sighed Kit-Cat to his fairy friend Sparklette one day as he sat on the branch of a tall tree in his enchanted forest.
"Pah!", said Sparklette dancing; twirling and looping through the air like a graceful ballerina before coming to rest ontop of Kit-Cats tricorn hat, "Who wants to be a human; they're so ordinary. You're better off being a cat. You've got super hearing; you can see in the dark; you can climb and leap and pounce like lightning and you always land on your feet".
"Maybe", said Kit-cat, "But sometimes I'd like to go out of this forest into the world of men and be accepted only I know that if I did, they'd just laugh at me and call me a freak. 'Look, they'd say, "A cat that walks on its hind legs and wears clothes". They'd probably stick me in a sideshow".
"Humans can be terrible", said Sparklette, "If I could grant my own wishes, I think sometimes I would wish that they all had tails and whiskers, see how they like that".
"But my parents weren't like that", said Kit-Cat, remembering the kind old man and woman who had adopted him when he was just a kitten and taught him how to be like a boy, "They were good people".
"Christopher", said Mrs Hootowl flapping down from her nest; perching on a branch next to him and rotating her head to look at him, her large headlamp eyes full of sympathy, "You have the best of both worlds; you're a boy and a cat. You should cherish what you are not worry about what you aren't".
But then, on the ground far below, Kit-Cat saw something happening; a young woman dressed in white who had been travelling through the forest was being accosted by a man dressed in black with a long dagger hanging from his belt.
Kit-Cat listened, his sensitive cat ears able to hear the people even though the man was speaking in a half whisper.
"What do you wan't?", asked the woman.
"Your stepmother, the queen, sent me", said the man.
"My stepmother? What does she want?", asked the woman.
The man drew his dagger, raising it over his head.
"You know what she wants, princess", said the man.
The woman screamed but then, leaping down from the branch and with a loud cat shriek, Kit-kat landed on the mans head
"Aagh! What is that? Get off!", he yelled as Kit-kat scratched deep into the mans head with his claws.
Realising her good fortune, the young woman, hitching up the hem of her gown ran off into the forest.
But then the man, dropping his dagger, grabbed hold of Kit-cat with both hands hurling him to the ground.
Landing on his feet, Kit-kat turned to face the man, arching his back, raising his hackles and hissing.
"Damn cat!", said the man, taking a flinlock pistol from under his cloak, cocking it and aiming at at the cat, "The queen will have my head if the princess escapes but I'll kill you first".
Watching from high in the air, Sparklette aimed her fairy wand at the mans flintlock and blinking both her eyes turned the gun into a banana.
"Witchcraft!", said the man in a terrified voice, his hand trembling as, looking down at it,  he saw the banana.
Kitcat stood up on his hindlegs.
 "Fairycraft, actually", he said with a furry grin.
Dropping the banana, the man ran off as if the devil were chasing him into the forest.
"Now you see", said Sparklette, flying down and circling like a sparkling halo around Kit-cats head, "If you weren't a cat then you couldn't have helped that Princess escape".
"Yeah. I suppose being a cat has its advantages", said Kit-Cat but then picking up his three cornered hat from where it had fallen during the fight and putting it back upon his head he sighed, "But theres still part of me that would like to be a real boy".