Hey, ya'll!
This story was created upon very short notice, of which I myself had no idea of. I asked myself, 'Hey, Pearla: wanna write another story?'
Heck yea I did!
Anyways, this is a story I wrote before the creation of 'The Sight'-as the Snowbird here is not the same ShadowClan she-cat everyone knows and loves. I created the title bearing her name because I love the name 'Snowbird'. It sounds pure...purely awsome:D
I bid u to enjoy my short-notice first chappie.
pEaRLa
PS: yes, there is a cliche cuz of snowbird's white fur and blue-and-yellow eyes. Cut me some slack. did u expect 'snowbird' to be black:D
Snowbird: Fly Away
The day she was born, her Clan was happy.
There could not have been a more beautiful kit, in all the Five Clans Clans, past the Highstones, or beyond the plains and fields of grasslands that spread out into the horizon.
It was on a cold morning that Snowbird took her first breath, and instantly, every cat knew she was perfect. Her pure white, longhaired fur, her breath-taking sapphire and yellow eyes, and her mew; which sounded like nightingales on a sunny day.
She had no littermates: she was alone.
Her mother was a rogue. A short-haired, very pretty brown she-cat, with dazzling amber eyes and a sharp tongue to match named Kayla. Her father was RiverClan deputy, a mottled dark brown tom named Harepelt with green eyes.
Snowbird was born into a Clan that was proud of her. Into a well-fed Clan in the best of conditions, without a care in the world. Every cat expected her to have a bright future there.
And in truth, everything really did seem as perfect as her.
But why did her mother have to die?
Kayla died right after Snowbird was born, with her mate by her side, and gasped out her only kit's name as she took her final breath. "Snowbird!"
She was never called Snowkit, or Snowpaw when she was apprenticed. She was given her future warrior name from the start.
"Spread your wings and fly away," mewed old Hazelberry, nodding sadly at the newborn kit, and her dead mother beside her. "Snowbird."