Hello, all
I came up with this idea about a month ago, and just now have got time to work on it, so, here goes nothing. Comments and suggestions are welcome. I don't own the Warriors series, the Grateful Dead, 50's Beatnics, or anything that may or may not be put in this story
Cinderpelt strolled through the forest near Two-leg place, collecting herbs for the clan. The warm rays of the sun leant a pleasant warmth to the day. Cinderpelt went through the forest, collecting herbs in a woven basket she dragged along with her.
"Cat-nip is next," she thought to herself. "I'll have to go closer to two-leg place."
With a faint growl of annoyance, she dragged her little basket closer towards Two-leg place.
Before she reached her destination, she took a wiff of the air to see if it was safe to continue. She could smell the two-legs out in their back-yards, as well as something… smokey and earthy. It was an unfamiliar scent to her, and she set her basket under a bush that was near-bye in order to investigate. As she crept forward, she remembered her days training with Firestar, and she felt a faint bit of regret at not being able to become a warrior and make him proud of her.
She reached the outer-most trees near Two-leg place, and peeked out of them to see what the two-legs were doing.
There were about three of the loud, smelly two-legs tramping around and making noises at one another. One of them carried a long tube with openings at each end, shaped like a bent branch almost. In one end of the tube, was some green buds off of a plant. The two-leg put the other end to his mouth, and held up a device to it. When Cinderpelt saw what the device brought forth, she flinched.
"Fire!" she thought to herself. "What do they think they are doing with fire?"
The two-leg held the fire to the plant, and Cinderpelt watched as the two-leg sucked on the end of the tube-like object. When he was finished, he exhaled a thick cloud of smoke. Cinderpelt sniffed, and realized this was the source of the smokey earthy smell. It didn't smell like normal fire, which perplexed Cinderpelt to no end.
As Cinderpelt watched, she forgot to scent the air around her to watch out for enemy cats, and was surprised when another cat came up to her, and meowed a greeting.
"Wow, like, lady-cat, what brings you here? If it's the green, man, I'm waiting on these guys to go in so I can take some back to my clan." Said the brown cat.
"What are you talking about?" Cinderpelt asked the brown cat.
"My name is Pottedleaf, I'm the medicine-cat for Mystery clan. As for the green, lady-cat, it's like, an her that makes you feel relaxed, and good. Consuming it doesn't work so well, but, burning it does wonders." He replied, eyes a bit hazy describing it.
Cinderpelt considered this for a while, then meowed a question at Pottedleaf.
"Could I take some of it back to my clan when the two-legs have finished?"
"Man, that's groovy. As a matter of fact, I can get my clan, and we can come like, help you, or something… you dig?" Pottedleaf replied, his eyes bright and a faint purr coming from him.
"uh…" Cinderpelt paused for a bit. "Why not?"
Pottedleaf purred louder, and licked Cinderpelt on the nose, and rubbed his cheek against hers. "Groovy, lady-cat, you dig real good."
