*~Hi, Dapplewing here. Just my first story on here, constructive criticism would be appreciated, thanks.~*

*~Prologue~*

Trees blew in the harsh wind, brushing against each other violently. From how harsh the wind was blowing, one would think it would be impossible for anyone to move in this harsh weather, but, here she was, a pale grey she-cat carrying a leaf bundle in her jaws.

She struggled to keep on her feet as the wind swept past her. However, that wasn't the most she was paying attention to. No, she was more focused on keeping the bundle shut, and in her jaws.

Eventually, she reached a clearing in the forest, where the wind seemed to become still. She looked around everywhere. There were four fallen logs in the middle of the clearing, and many small animals scampered away from any area the she-cat came across.

However, the copious amounts of sheltering prey was not what she was looking for.

"Cookiefrost? Are you there?" spoke the grey she. Her voice was little over a whisper. Right as she said that, she heard the rustling of a bush. She spun around and sighted a black and white tuxedo tom, who had a large scratch over his eyes slinking out from under the bush.

"Ah, Pigeonstep. I've been awaiting your arrival." he meowed, knowing exactly what he wanted. "So, you have the payment, right?" The she-cat nodded, and set down the bundle.

"I'll give you a quick warning, one's defective." she mewed, looking down at the giant leaf. Cookiefrost simply sighed.

"Should of known, they're from twolegplace." spat the tom. Pigeonstep quickly nodded, and began to run off, but then, she was stopped.

"Why so hasty, dear? You haven't even gotten your payment in return!"

She sighed and turned around to face the mysterious cat. Cookiefrost pulled a giant, dead rabbit out from the bush from where he arrived.

Pigeonfrost dropped her jaws in shock. "How did you catch that!? That thing's big enough to feed the whole clan!"

The tom simply gave her a stare in return. "Was it not you who wished to leave so soon? Go, get out, scram." His tone was not quite friendly.

Pigeonstep picked up the huge catch, and sped off. Cookiefrost also picked up his payment, and slinked back throughout the bushes, vanishing from sight.

*~Yeah, I know it's pretty bad, but please put up with the awkward beginnings. I'm better at writing later parts of stories.~*