Bah. I should get this out now: I do not like the Warriors books. The were a little hard to follow with all the names, and the plot became predictable. HOWEVER, I do like the idea of it; even though it's totally unrealistic, since lions are the only social felines, it is obviously fiction and I have given in to Warrior rps. This is my first Warriors fic EVAH. So, without further adeu, my Warrior OCs' story.
A young white cat with orange and brown spots rounded the top of the grassy hill and came to a stop at a low fence made of slim logs resting on each other. He sat for a minute, gazing at the fence and the dark trees beyond, not quite knowing what lie there.
He turned his head in the direction he came, surveying the tall gray buildings light up in the night one last time. Then he looked at the moon-soaked ground, a short pause before getting up and leaping through the haggard logs into the wild night.
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The mouse sat chittering on a rock, munching on a seed it had found. In the bushes behind it crept the cat, body low and ears swiveling.
He inched a tad closer, saw his chance, and burst through the bush, yowling.
The mouse caught notice of him and dashed to the side at the last minute, leaving Louge to smack headfirst into the rock. He growled as he shook his head, glaring at the mouse. It ran only a few tail-lengths before a flash of grey pinned it. It opened it's mouth to squeal but jaws swiftly closed around it's neck, breaking it.
The young tom blinked in surprise. "How did you do that? It was so fast..."
The older she-cat laughed. Her not-quite-blue but not-quite-purple eyes twinkled as she lifted her head, prize in mouth, and stepped closer to him. She had a dark spot over each of her eyes, brown spots from her head to her silver-tipped tail, brown 'socks', and a creamy white underbelly. Her most striking feature, however, was her fur: it was very long, and her tail especially looked like fern leaf. It was so covered in fur, it drooped as she walked.
She dropped the mouse at his paws. "I believe this was yours?" She giggled softly. "You look scrawny; you need it more than I do. As for how I caught it, am known for my speed and silence." She swished her luxurious tail. "What are you doing out here, young one? What is your name?"
He huffed a little at the mention of him needing help. "Louge. I came from that two-leg place not far from here. I heard there were cats living here, so I came to live a new life."
He twisted his ears back as he said the last part; it sounded weird to say it out loud. But he had indeed heard tale of large bands of cats living wild in this area, and he had hoped to start anew and live amongst them.
The she-cat pulled her head back a little. "Two-leg place? Are you... a kitty-pet?"
He narrowed his eyes. "No way! I was a stray... Those humans did nothing but chase me away, and the other cats hated me, too. That's why I came here." I hoped to find someone who would accept me, he added silently.
She nodded, understanding. "Most kitty-pets don't even know the term two-leg or kitty-pet anyway." She took a breath, then smiled. "My name's Willowstep. It's nice to meet you, Louge." She dipped her head in greeting.
He did not smile like her, but his heart gave a flicker of hope as he bowed his head in return. Perhaps there is a place for me here.
Willowstep shifted on her paws a bit. "So... do you want to join the clans?"
Endness. Ha! Don't worry, there will be more later. I can't wait to introduce Leafpaw. . She's totally one of my faves as far as cat ocs go. As I said to my rp buddies, Leafy loves chu all!