Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
After violence, caused silence,
Who are we mistaken?
Orion knew that he had nowhere to go. His master had died, his mistress rejected him.
Not even the MIB would take the alien's pet into their offices.
Orion had stowed away on a ship to England, and he was now in a forest, green and lush, around a lake. He smelled other cats, and decided to go and find them.
This was his chance to be a regular cat, but he would never, ever, forget his beloved master.
RHHHREEEEEAAARRRGH!
A cat cry sliced the air, and Orion was pinned. Above him was a silver and white cat, a young female.
"What are you doing here!" She snarled. Behind her, a brown tabby tom and a golden cat stood hissing.
"I'm only passing through!" Orion hissed. He wriggled, pummeling the female's belly with his hind paws. The female yowled and slached his cheek. She then noticed his collar.
"You're a kittypet, aren't you?" she asked, suddenly jumping off.
Orion frowned. "What's that?" The cat, strangely enough, smiled, and said, "Cats that live with Twolegs and wear collars."
Orion straightened. "I'm not a kittypet anymore. My beloved master died. I am now here, on my own."
The silver cat tilted her head. "Then let's get rid of that collar, and then-" she broke off at Orion's horrified face. "This collar, look at the pendant, it holds a tiny group of stars! I can't give this up, it's to special."
The brown tabby glared. "Once a kittypet, always a kittypet, with the exception of Firestar." He was then cuffed angrily by the silver and white cat. "Be quiet! It does look important."
She turned to Orion. "I'm Ivypool, and these are Dustpelt and Lionblaze. What's your name?"
"Orion, but I want to keep the Orion part, if you add to it." As he said these words, he felt excited. He was to be a warrior!