R&R
Prologue:
Two kits, both bumble-tabby's, squealed as they tumbled around the garden. A black she-cat watched them both, purring as one of them let out a yowl of terror. He toppled over his brother, shoving the younger tom's face into the floor.
He laughed mercilessly and shoved his brother's face further into the ground. His mother's ear perked up protectively, "Jazz!" She called to him formally, "let your brother breathe for a moment."
'Jazz' huffed and let his brother sit up. The smaller, and plumper, brown tabby sat up, gasping for air. Jazz's pout went away, and he giggled at his brother's vengeful expression.
"How are you they, Bluebell?" A croaky voice purred as an orange tabby padded into the garden, a wide smile on his face.
Jazz squealed, "Grandad Oscar!" He yowled before lunging towards him.
"Wait for me!" His brother called after them in his airy voice, before chasing after his brother.
"How are you Jazz, Philip?" Oscar purred, nuzzling each of his grand-kits and licking them between the ear's; this caused Philip's little tuft of fur to stick up even more between his ear, which ticked his mother off.
Jazz tried to push the tuft down, which he often did (and failed), as he listened to his granddad. "We're fine," Philip replied for his brother, a smile on his face.
"That's good, that's good." Oscar lay down and mewed to them, and before he could speak Philip spoke for him.
"Can we hear a story?" He squealed excitedly. Jazz's jaws dropped as he nodded in agreement, eyes wide as he stuck out his bottom lip. He gave up on the hopeless tuft of fur, sitting down even though the fact it stuck up was getting at him. "Hmm, let me think." Oscar pretended to be on the brink of denying them, frowning and furrowing his eyebrows together.
"Oh please Grandad Oscar!" Jazz begged, his signature 'kit face' playing off very well.
"Okay, okay . . ." Oscar laughed at them, before thinking of a story.
"Maybe you would like to hear Slinky's tale?" Oscar purred, as the kits' eyes lit up in excitement.
"Okay then," Oscar took a deep breath, "You want a tale young 'uns? Let me tell you the story of my dear friend, Slinky. Or as the wild cats know 'im, 'Icestar'."
So that's the beginning of the new era of DNACat stories! Secrets will come back eventually, but I hope you guys can enjoy this one too :)
Anyway, I need just a few OC's. It will be first come first serve (unless I'm given a mary-sue.) Please give me rogues, no clan-cats. But give me future clan-names as well.
I'm sure you see what I'm getting at with this story already :)
Thank you for reading!
~DNACat