The Semi-True Story of Me
My future was determined when I stepped into this world. I couldn't see real things. Only shades of gray. I felt no use to the world until my eyes opened and I could see.
The name that was chosen for me wasn't decided until I was seven sunrises old. My mother wanted Nightkit. But my father thought that it didn't suit me. Shadekit was decided to be my name. It was confirmed when my electric green eyes opened. Shadekit just worked.
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My footsteps echo around the nursery. I pace back and forth, waiting for tue right time to come. My mother pads over. She smoothes down my black fur. "Mom," I sigh. "I'm almost an apprentice. You don't need to treat me like a newborn." She laughs and leaves me be.
"Come forth!" Shouts our leader, Songstar. She is a great leader and takes care of us all. "We are here to make a kit an apprentice. She has passed the apprentice-test with ease."
I smile. Proud that my leader recognized.
"Shadekit, step forward." I do. "In the name of our ancestors and today's cats, I pronounce you Shadepaw."
"Shadepaw, Shadepaw!" My new name echoes around the clearing. The rest of Maskedclan is cheering for me.
Songstar starts to speak again. "Shadepaw, your mentor is a wonderful Warrior. She is a great fighter, and will train you to be what you were built to be. Smokestream, step forward.
"Do you take Shadepaw to be your apprentice?" Songstar yowls. "And do you allow Smokestream to mentor you?"
"I do!" Smokestream says with confidence.
"I do!" I mew, trying to sound confident.
"Smokestream, Shadepaw!" The cats cheer. Pride swells through my body as I walk to the apprentice den.
I slump down into a nest that matches the color of my eyes. The soft feathers line the nest, leaving a fluffy comfortable bed for me to sleep in. I sigh and shut my tired eyes. I need to rest to become a hard working apprentice.
***
I wake up to a gentle nudge from my mentor. Smokestream sighs. "Wake up Shadepaw. We have training to do."
Now standing up, I ruffle my pelt. I despise how sleek and short my fur is. If only it fluffed out like Bladepaw's. He is so cute!
Smokestream leads me out of the den. I follow until we get to a patch of leaves in the forest. Light shines in, illuminating this one spot. The rest of the forest is cold and dark.
"Today, we are studying kittypet habits. If we learn their ways, it makes ours so much simpler." I moan. I hate kittypets. Why must we learn about them?
***
After a long day of kittypet boring-ness, I snag a vole and plop down. Bladepaw walks over. I blush and look at my paws. "I was wondering if you, um, wanted to share that," He says in a heart melting tone.
I nod, but too quickly. Now I seem like an idiot. He bites into the vole. I follow. Soon I get caught up in how much I have to prepare for the next classes that I have.
I have a strange feeling that someone is watching me. I turn, and see Bladepaw looking at me with his soft brown eyes. "Do you know how cute you are when you concentrate?" He asks.
I smile. "No. But I would love it if you told me." Finally, something smooth comes out of my mouth. I lean against him. My head lies on his shoulder. Bladepaw sighs in relief.
***
That night, I fall asleep with Bladepaw next to me. I think about my luck. I have a cute boyfriend, an awesome mentor, and still a long time to live. What more could I want?
A/N This is a story about how my forum cat came to be. I am including real cats, along with my own imaginary ones.
Bladepaw- I came up with him...
Smokestream- The Endless Hourglass
Songstar- Mossshine of the Stars
Shadekit/Shadepaw- Me! (Molly of the Chazin Clan)
There are more chapters, don't worry! ;) Please review!