Jenna woke up, yawning. She looked around, she wasnt in her room anymore. She was in a forest, lush green grass was underneath her. Jenna looked at her hands, instead of hands there were ginger paws. Screaming she leaped up, she was a CAT!
"Who are you?" A voice called. She looked over to a cat, a lithe gray tabby, tom? She could tell it was a tom, gross! He was huge compared to her, along with the others. Behind him was a brown she cat and a white tom. The white tom was only a little bigger than she was.
"I don't know!" Jenna said crouching down in terror.
"Fleetfur, I think she's a kit. "The brown she cat said. The gray tabby, Fleetfur, nodded.
"Your right, Sagefoot, we should take her to camp." Fleetfoot nodded. He looked at the young white tom, "Walk with her, Whitepaw,"
"Sure," Whitepaw said walked over to Jenna. "Come on, you'll be safe in Riverclan."
"Whats Riverclan?" She squeaked, hating her ugly kit voice.
"It's a place where some cats live, taking care of each other, learning from others and stuff like that."
"Cool." Jenna walked beside him. She could barley stand up, let alone walk. She mewled with out relizing it. Whitepaw went and picked her up. She squirmed, hating this, she felt like a baby.
"Were here," Whitepaw whispered. She tried to get away from his mouth but to no avil. The camp was surrounded by water. Jenna flaied her ginger paws and fell from Whitepaw's mouth. Pain erupted in her side. She cried out in pain.
"Sorry, you squirm so much." Whitepaw picked her up aagian and they entered camp. Cats crowded the place. "To the nursery you go."
Whitepaw carried her into a den, woven from reeds. Inside there was a plump she caat dozing.
"Take care of this kit, Darkmoon. She's about, I'd say two days old." Whitepaw dropped her next to the queen.
"Fine," The she cat said. Whitepaw left. Darkmoon shoved her face into Jenna's. "I won't love you ever. But your name will be Snowkit."
Snowkit looked at her pelt, it was all white exept her ginger paws and very fluffy ginger tail. Her stomach growled, and she smelled a warm milky scent, she crawled towards it. Snowkit relized it was coming from Darkmoon's belly. She bit down on one of her teats and felt warm milk seep into her mouth. After a few mouthfuls, she felt a paw strike her head. Blood came out of her mouth for a second. She looked at the paw, it was Darkmoon's.
"That's my milk not yours," She hissed, dangeroulsy slowly.
"You hurt me!" Snowkit wailed.
"To bad, live with it." Darkmoon put her claw into Snowkit's side untill blood flowed freely. Snowkit turned around and bit the paw. Once this happened Darkmoon picked up Snowkit by the scruff and lunched her into the air. Snowkit hit the ground with a defaning thud. Blood pooled out of her mouth and she felt her eyes dropping, getting glassy.
"Death is not an option, Snowkit, power through." A voice came into her ear and she woke up next to Darkmoon's black fur.
"Too bad your still alive, "Darkmoon meowed.
"Ya," Snowkit whispered to herself. She looked up at Darkmoon's teats filled with warm milk for her to eat. She quickly took some mouthfuls and luckly anothor cat came in which keep Darkmoon from hitting her away. She hungrily drank the milk.
Once the other cat left, Darkmoon got up, making Snowkit tumble down into the nest and start meowling. The black she cat sat back down crushing Snowkit. The white she kit squirmed, trying to get air, after a minute under her she began to vomit, trying to get air into her lungs. Vomit got all over her mothers fur who than got up to hiss evilly at he poor kit.
This would be an evil life to live, Snowkit cried in her head, she wanted to go back. She closed her eyes and slept.
When she woke up, she was in her yellow colored room. She smiled, she was once agian human.