Post by Flamefur on Oct 20, 2008 17:49:09 GMT -5
The autumn air sprinkled through the leaves of trees as the orange, crumpled leaves fell in piles.
Pawsteps of Vixen made little noise as she softly padded through the nearly bare trees of the forest. Suddenly, a strong scent hit her.
It was a mix of at least seventeen cats at once! They had laid mark there. Nine toms and eight she-cats, she counted.
Then two words hit her that would chamge her life forever.
Forest cats.
Suddenly, one of the tom scents got stronger as a fluttering sound emerged from some leaves. Before Vixen could react a dark ginger tom had leaped on to her and pinned her down. His black claws were unsheathed but probably just enough to scare her.
The ginger tom scented her and tilted his head. "Who're you, kittypet? What are you doing in ThunderClan territory?"
Vixen was confused. "ThunderClan?"
The other cat cooly took one paw off of her and let her up, standing to face her. "ThunderClan is my home. We are all forest cats. We live together, hunt together, eat together and fight together."
Vixen avoided the handsome tom's gaze. "I was a kittypet, but my family is all gone now. I am alone."
The ginger cat looked at her. "Maybe Midnightstar will let you shelter with us. Good thing I caught you. Lunafire wouldn't be so kind. He's strong and brave, but too fierce sometimes. I'm Flamefur."
Vixen smiled shyly and nodded. "I'm Vixen."
"Nice name!" Flamefur complimented. "Follow me!"
The ginger she-cat followed the handsome tom through the gorse. As they walked, she counted large numbers of battle scars and saw a permanent limp in his walk, probably from fighting.
Finally, they arrived in a clearing,
Dens studded the outsides of it and a small pile of prey lied in the center. Suddenly, Vixen peeked upwards and saw gorge walls. A ledge that lead to the top of it like a stairway housed another den where a beautiful black she-cat slept.
Flamefur caught her gaze and pointed his tail at her. "That's Midnightstar! She's Clan leader, and my mate. She's due to have my kits anytime now!"
Vixen's heart fell with disappointment. So the good-looking tom had a mate and kits? "Congratulations." she murmured.
Flamefur sighed. He had gone through this before. His ideal qualities for a good mate had made him a subject of fighting between Midnightstar and Hawkstar. In the end, Hawkstar had won and had beared many litters of kits, before she got a dream about Flamefur being sent to the dark forest and gave her life to let Flamefur live. Now, he owed Midnightstar his love, loyalty, and bravery as a ThunderClan warrior.
Vixen shuddered her thoughts off and continued walking. Her stomach growled as two cats a few moons younger than her padded in and lay a couple thrushes on the fresh kill pile.
The red tabby tilted his head and looked at her. "Who are you? You smell like a loner!"
Flamefur glared at his apprentice. "Be nice, Redpaw. That's Redpaw, Vixen. He's Hollyfoot's stubborn apprentice."
Vixen chuckled and nodded.
"Come on. We should get to Midnightstar before Lunafire gets mad at me!" Flamefur joked. "Follow me!"
He started to climb up the rocky ledge and soon had reached the dark entrance of the den. Inside slept the black she-cat known as Midnightstar.
Flamefur slipped in and sat beside her. "Midnightstar, we have a visitor. This is Vixen. she's a loner and would like to take shelter in our Clan."
Vixen nodded furoiusely. "Oh, yes. My brother's mate Cherry chased me off and I've been scared to death ever since! If I could take refuge in your Clan it would mean so much to me!" she waited for the answer.
Pawsteps of Vixen made little noise as she softly padded through the nearly bare trees of the forest. Suddenly, a strong scent hit her.
It was a mix of at least seventeen cats at once! They had laid mark there. Nine toms and eight she-cats, she counted.
Then two words hit her that would chamge her life forever.
Forest cats.
Suddenly, one of the tom scents got stronger as a fluttering sound emerged from some leaves. Before Vixen could react a dark ginger tom had leaped on to her and pinned her down. His black claws were unsheathed but probably just enough to scare her.
The ginger tom scented her and tilted his head. "Who're you, kittypet? What are you doing in ThunderClan territory?"
Vixen was confused. "ThunderClan?"
The other cat cooly took one paw off of her and let her up, standing to face her. "ThunderClan is my home. We are all forest cats. We live together, hunt together, eat together and fight together."
Vixen avoided the handsome tom's gaze. "I was a kittypet, but my family is all gone now. I am alone."
The ginger cat looked at her. "Maybe Midnightstar will let you shelter with us. Good thing I caught you. Lunafire wouldn't be so kind. He's strong and brave, but too fierce sometimes. I'm Flamefur."
Vixen smiled shyly and nodded. "I'm Vixen."
"Nice name!" Flamefur complimented. "Follow me!"
The ginger she-cat followed the handsome tom through the gorse. As they walked, she counted large numbers of battle scars and saw a permanent limp in his walk, probably from fighting.
Finally, they arrived in a clearing,
Dens studded the outsides of it and a small pile of prey lied in the center. Suddenly, Vixen peeked upwards and saw gorge walls. A ledge that lead to the top of it like a stairway housed another den where a beautiful black she-cat slept.
Flamefur caught her gaze and pointed his tail at her. "That's Midnightstar! She's Clan leader, and my mate. She's due to have my kits anytime now!"
Vixen's heart fell with disappointment. So the good-looking tom had a mate and kits? "Congratulations." she murmured.
Flamefur sighed. He had gone through this before. His ideal qualities for a good mate had made him a subject of fighting between Midnightstar and Hawkstar. In the end, Hawkstar had won and had beared many litters of kits, before she got a dream about Flamefur being sent to the dark forest and gave her life to let Flamefur live. Now, he owed Midnightstar his love, loyalty, and bravery as a ThunderClan warrior.
Vixen shuddered her thoughts off and continued walking. Her stomach growled as two cats a few moons younger than her padded in and lay a couple thrushes on the fresh kill pile.
The red tabby tilted his head and looked at her. "Who are you? You smell like a loner!"
Flamefur glared at his apprentice. "Be nice, Redpaw. That's Redpaw, Vixen. He's Hollyfoot's stubborn apprentice."
Vixen chuckled and nodded.
"Come on. We should get to Midnightstar before Lunafire gets mad at me!" Flamefur joked. "Follow me!"
He started to climb up the rocky ledge and soon had reached the dark entrance of the den. Inside slept the black she-cat known as Midnightstar.
Flamefur slipped in and sat beside her. "Midnightstar, we have a visitor. This is Vixen. she's a loner and would like to take shelter in our Clan."
Vixen nodded furoiusely. "Oh, yes. My brother's mate Cherry chased me off and I've been scared to death ever since! If I could take refuge in your Clan it would mean so much to me!" she waited for the answer.