Dirty Crimson
By Crimsonnight's Loyalty
Ok I changed my penname...and heres a new story :D ok bu bii. R&R
Crimsonnight's Loyalty
DISCLAIMER:
me: Brambysince i still love u, you didnt get out of doing the disclaimer.
Brambleclaw: Crap.
Me: If u disclaim, u get a carrot!
Brambleclaw: YAY! CARROT! Crimsonnight's Loyalty does not own warriors. If she did, she would be a very rich teenager.
Me: Thank you. (gives carrot)
Brambleclaw: YAY CARROT! U ROCK! (eats)
Me: Once again. That's Brambleclaw for you.
Brambleclaw: (munches carrot)
Prologue:
Crimsonkit
A soft wind blew, followed by a moaning. It was a cold, and horrible Leafbare, and so many cats were dying of sickness.
"Leafsun, please, don't let go," mewed a tom with brick colored fur. The beautiful blue-gray she-cat gave a moan, and gave birth to a small little brown she-kit with brick colored blotches.
"Clayheart, t-take care of her," mewed Leafsun. Then, she moved no more. Clayheart began licking the she-kit.
"Oh, you're all I have left," he sighed. He nestled the she-kit warm, and the little scrap began to cry for food. Clayheart lifted up the she-kit, and nestled her next to her mother's belly. Even though Leafsun was dead, she still had a little bit of milk until they could return from being stranded in the storm. They had been taking a walk, but they were then stranded by a thick snowstorm in the cave by Snakerocks. That's when Leafsun begin to kit. "You put us through such pain. Such heartbreak." The little kit opened her eyes. There were two little shining aqua diamonds. "You have your mother's eyes," Clayheart continued. "I think I'll call you, Crimsonkit. Yes. A beautiful name for a beautiful she-kit. Crimsonkit." Crimsonkit yawned, and lay down beside her mother's cold body. Clayheart joined her to make her more warm.
"Good night, my beauty."
end prologue. loll R&R.