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"I have never tasted kitty-kibble and I have no intention of doing so," 'Felicia' said, dead-serious. "What do you eat, dog chow?"
'No, you eat my ancestors,' Felincia thought. She remembered one of her earliest Keeper classes, when they had shown pictures of human bones - all lined with werewolf teeth. Dad had told her that her own great-great-grandfather was among them.
At least they were walking to the mansion now. She felt her device in her hind paw and knew that no amounts of kitty-kibble would deter her from seeing this through.
As they went, Jerry yowled a war cry. There's no human words for a feline war cry, Felincia decided, so she described it this way: pride.
Hey, cats may be stiff, loner creatures. But you haven't heard pride until you've heard their war cry.
And the alley cats answered his call. They didn't exactly bond together as an army for a common cause. All these cats were loners, fighting for survival by protecting their alley territories. Jerry was offering them a chance to prove themselves, to invade another creature's land and have a share of it.
Cats listen to that pretty well, it turns out. Soon there were at least twenty alley cats, plus 'Felicia' and Jerry, following a giant werewolf.
'Could this get any weirder?'

It was a long trek to the werewolf mansion. Once they were outside of the city limits, the girl transformed back into a wolf and the entire pack began to run. 'Felicia' relished in the fluid, graceful motion of running on four legs - it was an incredible feeling of power! For a moment, she concentrated wholly on the running, the feeling of the Earth flying underneath her, and didn't worry about the failed experiment, the raiding mission, or the mass creation of Xedods.
Soon the mansion loomed in the distance, and the pack began to slow down. As one, they turned to the werewolf, awaiting orders.

The Keeper lab heads had been busy, and the Keeper military heads busier.
Being one of the Xedods, Shaishuu was asked to participate in training classes with other newly-injected Keepers. She would rather stay with Evangeline, but she didn't know how to say 'no' to a senior Keeper.
Classes were larger than she remembered them to be, but she supposed that they were anxious to finish the training so they could attack as soon as possible. She was one of five panthers - all who looked as though their DNA came from the same panther. They were told apart by stripes of color on their hind legs. Shaishuu had a small grey stripe, one had a tiny white stripe, one had a brown stripe, and so on. But there were dozens of lions, tigers, bobcats, and other wildcats that looked very capable of doing harm.
Classes weren't really classes, they were more like tests. Since the Keeper heads didn't know exactly what the Xedods could do, they called in zoologists to oversee the sessions. Shaishuu was put through on obstacle course with the rest so her feline powers could be analyzed.

Felincia was chuckling insanely inside as she helped a few the other cats through the trap door. If the Keepers lost this raid, she'd kill the person responsible. It was basically playing into their hands!
'Felicia' herself stayed outside, and her fellow cats began to spread out. As she suspected, they stayed out of sight from each other, being the loners they were.
Except for one.
"You'll want to find a post, Jerry," 'Felicia' told him. "Why're you still here?"
Jerry licked her ear affectionately. "I wanted to patrol with you, tuna cake."
If cats could blush, 'Felicia' would have. Such a compliment! 'Tuna cake' is basically the equivalent of 'lovely goddess from the sky' in human. She licked him back, but was inwardly frustrated. She needed him away from her, in case the Keepers came - oh wait. She had a couple of days to go. "Thanks for the company, tiger.

Jerry had wandered off to hunt, promising to return with a mouse for 'Felicia'. This gave the Xedod plenty of time to come up with an excuse for him to patrol somewhere else. She was, honestly, sorry to do it - Jerry was the nicest companion a cat could ever ask for, even if he was a bit of a flirt.
This brought a question to mind - was she happier as a cat, or as a human? Supposing she fell in love with a cat like Jerry? What happens?
Felincia imagined punching herself. 'You've got more important things to think about, you useless buffoon!' she told herself.
The Keepers might be coming, or might be planning still. She wasn't entirely sure about what they would do. But she felt herself tense with anticipation.
Then she relaxed. She was a cat, after all. Cats don't stress.

Abby spent the next hour and a half in the study trying to work out how to approach a keeper attack. They had enough food and water to last everyone a week tops. Any attack longer than that would fond them losing miserably.

Before she was aware of what happened someone was shaking her. "They're here! The keepers are here!" they yelled at her.

Abby snapped awake and darted out of the study. She paused at a window to look at the oncoming swarm of Keepers. Swears that no regular nine year old would know escaped from her mouth.

Shaishuu was one of the Xedods in the ranks. She listened as the seniors discussed their plans. "We'll put 'em under siege, first," a senior Hunter said. "They're obviously self-supportin', but if'n they can't come out an' hunt, they'll run out of food. When we notice a sufficient number of fewer werewolves fightin', we'll use the trap door. Don't give 'em no suspicion that we know 'bout it."
Mr. Cain, Felincia's dad, spoke up. "How do we intend on weakening them?"
Two long rows of weapons lay on the ground. A fellow Hunter pointed to each and described them one by one. There was no doubt that the Keepers had superior fire arms.
"One last thing," Mr. Cain said. "Don't let any Xedods transform just yet. Wait until there's nothing else for it. And most assuredly, not until we're inside. We don't want them knowing what they're up against."
Shaishuu listened with no emotions.