In every 4th page, I'll translate the contents of the pages:
Everything started in a rainy night.
- My catnip! - I exclaimed, seeing my closet almost empty.
I would have panicked if it wasn't for my neigborns. What is worse, I told everyone I "stopped doing" catnip, therefore I couldn't count with someone's help to find it. But... maybe... maybe I don't need help at all...
I knew who did it. He and I like to compete in thief arts. I stole his things and he stole mine. It's like this since I moved to the treehouse. And I know where he lives! Oh, I do. It's in a cabin in the woods... but I need to be ready to fight.
I had help from a friend to correct some mistakes I commited. It's the first commenter on this page.x3