Chapter 11; Troubles Coming The hoods are gathered at the end of the street, right before the end of town. Twenty strong they laugh and joke among themselves. Titus smiles and stares on as the wagon bearing the panthers coffin waits in the street, hitched and ready. He has heard they are taking her back to Crosstree Rock to lay her to rest. He can see the big tiger is up front, arm in a sling looking pale and weak, it seems almost as if he has shrunk, no longer the great tiger he was. The cheetah the one they captured sits alongside him, her eyes distant. The eagle is on horseback next to the wagon. The small handful of other great cats here have already fled the town in the two days since the panther’s death. Word of the murder spread like wildfire in the small community, and hi
