Sgt. Kat yelled Charge! and led her troops raging down the hill. Like whirling devishes doing the two step quick time interspersed with looonnnggg strides and leaps from boulder to boulder, they wreaked havoc among the chauvinists. As soon as they gathered the prisoners together, they made them strip off all of their gear, then all of their clothes. Then they handed them tight veils with bells attached and told them to wrap up and start walking. Celebratory uulations could be ehard from the ring of hills around them, as slowly, but proudly, Afghani women began to emerge from their caves of refuge. The Liberation Sisters of Afghanistan lead them in the triumphant procession to meet up with Kat and her band. One small battle had been won. Now could the Howling Mudcats get these "new recruits" ready in time for the next one?