Hi peeps. New story, not ment to be like petalpaw and her clan.
Deerleap and her 1 moon old kits, Silverkit, Fernkit, and Mousekit spread the wings they had required at the human place. They were taken outside and forced to do exercises after half a moon of practicing, the could finally fly. That's when they decided to escape, back to her mate and their clan. As the humans reached out their arms they refused to come inside Deerleap called to her kits.
"You can do it! Just a little bit farther, and then you will see dad, my sister, our clan! You will love it there, don't worry!"
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n fact, deerleap was worried. She had been taken when the kits where not quite born yet, and this horrible place was all they knew. Plus, they all had wings now. How would the clan react? But still she stayed strong for them, for her sister when she had promised to be back. They probably thought she was dead by now.
"Fly higher kits!" she cried, "we are almost there!"
As soon as she touched down, the clearing went silent and stayed that way for a short time. Then it erupted in happy mews, loudest of all her sister and mate, Cloudfur and Duskstripe. Duskstripe nuzzled her and looked down at the kits. "They are mine aren't they?" he asked "Yes. she responded. Their names are Silverkit, Fernkit, and Mousekit. Silverkit is sick though." "What!" Duskstripe exclaimed "Then they have to go to the med cat den, and so do you" She was so relieved that Duskstripe had not taken on another mate that she went willingly.
In the medicine den Frostleaf did not look too surprised that they were winged. She explained annoyed that the "awful" twolegs took a cat, usually a queen once in a wile, but they usually came back. Unfortunately, they would have their wings forever. WHAT was her last thought before she fell asleep.
Sorry for short chapter -willow