BloodClan Warrior
Meh it's OK i guess..
As the sun set over the rows of houses a beautiful, young, brown, tabby she-cat lapped at the water in her bowl. She stood and walked to the couch and nestled on the arm, curling her tail neatly by her side and resting her head on her forepaws. A kit ran into the living room squealing with another kit right behind her. the kits stopped in from of the she-cat on the ground and looked up at her.
"Mommy can you pleeease tell us a story?" the she-kit mewled.
"Yeah please mom? Please?" the slightly larger male kit squeaked desperately.
The she-cat smiled and sighed, "Which one?"
"The one about the forest!" the male kit blurted.
"You've heard it a million times Coal." the mother giggled.
Coal and his sister Melani looked at their mother, Amber, with pleading round eyes.
Amber sighed, "OK... When I was a kit about your age a war was going on between the clans. We had to cross the thunder paths often to get to the other clans' territory." The kits sat in silence their eyes wide and ears strained forward as they listened. "The war waged on for many moons, and cats died serving their clans. HawkStar, leader of ThunderClan, lost two of his nine lives during the war. One day when crossing the thunder path, we did our usual, check both ways for monsters sent two cats across then repeated. Only one thing different happened, not just that a monster came out of nowhere as that has happened before, but a monster roared around the bend and a loud scream came from it as it just barely halted in front of me and I stood there paralyzed. Three two-legs got out of the monster and the other cats scattered but I was to frightened to move. They came around to the front of the monster and my brain told me move but my muscles still had to catch up on what happened.
I bunched my muscles and sprinted forward but my eyes were blinded with confusion and I ran into the front of the monster that had sat and waited for the two-legs. The two-legs stared at me then one of them picked me up. I remember vaguely the look of terror in the clan cats eyes. I was stunned by the combination of almost being hit by a monster, running into it and the blazing eyes of the monster, half blinding me. I was set in the back of the monster and a few seconds later my life caught up with me and I frantically clawed at the door. The monster started to crawl down the thunder path again and I remember looking out the back entrance of the monster to see my fellow clan mates risking their lives by chasing after the monster yowling. The last words I heard from HawkStar were 'I will find you, if it costs me my last seven lives. I will find you!' I remember the look of horror and anger in his eyes as the monster sped away. When I got here I was put in a small box with a blanket, hard kitty-pet food and water. I repeatedly scratched at the box and after a few sunsets I was too weak to get up or scratch with my stomach full with you two." She paused to briefly examine her kits and smiled to herself at how beautiful and strong her kits were. Their eyes gleaming with interest as they listened intently.
"After you were born I had no desire to return until I make sure you are safe and grow up strong." The two kits were so interested in the story even though they've been told it many times before, "Off to bed little ones." Amber jumped off the couch and nudged the kits into the bedroom.
After getting Coal and Melani to bed she curled up once again on the arm of the couch and drifted into sleep.
The moonlight shone through the window into the bedroom filling it with a dim glow. Coal's eyes jolted open and adjusted to the light. He looked at his sleeping sister curled up next to him and nudged her. Melani groaned and fidgeted in her sleep but didn't wake. Coal sighed remembering that if his sister was asleep it would be hard to wake her. He inched toward the door which was barely ajar and went to the bowls of water and food. He crept silently across the living room the pale moonlight filtering through the glass door that leads to the back. Coal balanced his front paws on the edge of the water bowl and lapped up some water before eating a little.
He crawled back into the bedroom his dark grey and brown pelt melting and merging with the few shadows left in the room. Coal jumped onto the bed with the two-legs and mewled softly. At the reward of no reply he mewled louder and gently clawed with his tiny claws. One of them groaned and sat up and Coal rushed into the living room. The female two-leg opened the back door and left it cracked open as she went into the kitchen. Coal stepped outside the breeze carried the fresh scent of flowers and herbs, with a faded scent of the trees beyond the fence. He looked in through the open glass door and headed for the rosemary bush next to the catnip in the garden. He rolled around in the dirt then padded over to a young bush-like tree with soft bark and scored his claw marks along with the many others.
Coal jumped onto the lowest branch which was just barely strong enough to hold him. The breeze picked up carrying the scent of the forest and ruffling his fur. He jumped onto the fence and balance at the top. The warm air and dimly lit backyard wrapped Coal in a comforting darkness. He heard his two-leg owner come to the door and quickly jumped down off the fence, suddenly surrounded by silence. As if he stepped through a door to an unknown world. Coal heard his two-leg call him but knew the two-leg didn't know he had jumped the fence. He looked back at the fence knowing there was no going back now.
A crack came from the bushes at the edge of the forest a few tail lengths away and Coal was suddenly drowning in fear. His heart racing he scrabbled feebly at the fence trying to get over it but made no progress. He fell and hit the ground with a soft thud and a moan. The sound had stopped and Coal was unaware anyone was watching him the few minutes he spent laying on the ground until he heard a stifled giggle. He he gazed toward the forest, still on his back, and noticed two large cats that smelled of forest watching him. He struggled to turn over but one of them cuffed Coal's chest and gently pinned him. Coal struggled to get out of the grip of the cat but the larger tom was much stronger. Coal mewled feebly and the tom kept his grip on the kit.
"Hey Tooth," the she-cat who was watching the tom pin Coal spoke, "You think Scourge might like a new warrior?" She smirked almost evily.
"Don't know, but I do know we could always ask. And if he doesn't join I'm sure we can have plenty of fun letting BloodClan's kits have training by clawing him apart. Don't you think Claw?" He grinned evily at Coal as if trying to scare him.