Wanda lowered her hands.
“What ?”
“Your killer.” Eeks repeated.
“I don’t understand.” Wanda protested. “What is this killer ?”
“You are Hyoomin, you keep the killers.” Eeks said as though everything was perfectly clear.
Wanda looked to Griff and Niff.
“What does he mean ?”
“Cats.” Griff spat out the word like it was a bad taste.
“But we don’t have a cat.” Wanda protested.
“You are Hyoomin.” Eeks repeated stubbornly.
“But we don’t all keep cats as pets.” Wanda explained. “It isn’t my cat.”
Redpaw stepped forward just as Eeks was about to repeat his accusation all over again.
“I have observed that this is true.” He said. “Not all Hyoomins keep killers. As Wanda is here as a weasel we must accept her word that she does not keep one.”

There was a rumbling of assent around the moot and a rabbit took a step forward.
“We accept Wanda is innocent of the crime of killer keeping but we must still solve the problem of the Killer.”
Wanda noticed that the rabbit had said ‘killer’ as though this particular cat was well known in the woods.
“Excuse me.” She said putting her hand up shyly.
“The moot recognises Wanda.” Redpaw said kindly.
“Could you describe the killer ? What does it look like ?”
“It is the Killer.” Eeks stated as though everyone knew what it looked like.
“Please describe the Killer for our guest.” Redpaw prompted the stubborn dormouse.
“It is nearly as big as Redpaw.” Eeks squeaked. “Its fur is ginger with brown stripes and it has evil red eyes.” It concluded with a fearful shiver.
“Tibbles.” Wanda said as she recognised the description, it was the eyes that gave the game away.
“You know the Killer personally ?” Redpaw enquired.
“I know that cat.” Wanda said hotly. “I’ve had to chase it away from our bird feeder loads of times.”
“Feeds us.” Came a massed chirping from overhead where a gaggle of sparrows were sitting on the branches of the oak tree. “Nice seeds and stuff.”
“Thank you Fevvers, and family.” Redpaw nodded up at the sparrows and looked back to Wanda. “So you do know of the Killer.”

“Yes, it chases birds and then plays with them before…before, you know.” Wanda answered angrily.
“Killing them and discarding them.” Redpaw finished for her.
“Criminal !” Griff shouted out.
“Needs sortin’ that cat does.” Niff added belligerently.
“Ahhh, most excellent idea.” Redpaw said smoothly. “How do you propose to do this ?”
“Sortin’…..eh ?” Niff said weakly as he saw that all the other creatures were now looking at him.
“Weasels is as weasels does.” Redpaw quoted at him. “What will the weasels do for us fellow woodland creatures ?”
Niff just sat there with his mouth hanging open slackly, even Griff couldn’t find anything to say, he was scared, very scared.