The assembly fell quiet as the Mice looked at one another, their excitement turning into unease. The young Mouse who had boldly suggested the idea fidgeted under the scrutiny of the old Mouse's question.
Finally, a courageous Mouse spoke, "One of us must step up! We can’t let fear control us anymore! We need to be brave!"
The old Mouse shook his head, his whiskers quivering with skepticism. "Courage is good, young one, but acting without wisdom can lead to trouble. We must weigh the risks carefully. The Cat won’t welcome a bell and she is very quick and clever."
The Mice murmured, torn between their fear and the need to reclaim their lives from the Cat. Some suggested sneaking up on her while she slept, while others thought about distracting her with food so a brave Mouse could attach the bell.
Then an elder Mouse, her balding fur and tired eyes showing her age, spoke up. "Let’s not waste time on dangerous dreams," she sighed. "We need a safer plan that doesn't put any of us at risk of the Cat."
"But what can we do?" one cried out, frustration in his voice. "If we can't risk even one Mouse's life, we’ll stay her prey forever."