This is my first story with my new account. I write pretty often, but I'm not too good at it. I wouldn't mind some reviews of the chapters, even some critics. I'm hoping it's enjoyable. But I'm still figuring out how something's work around here. Thanks!
Spark strode down the sullen streets, stopping by an alley, an amber pair of eyes glared back at her, hissing, Spark, taken by surprise, she leap on forwards. Continuing to stride down the gloomy pathways in search of something...Something big, something thought of as scary. Deadly even. But she didn't look scared. With her tail high in the air, a squeal pierced the midnight air. Instead of feeling calm and relaxed in the midnight chill, she felt hot, forgetting how dangerous it was out here at night, she bolted down the alley-ways, getting herself lost in the maze of the two leg place. With possibly what she was looking for could be chasing her to her doom. But thinking about it briefly, she had no Idea what could be chasing her, she didn't even know what she was looking at. Or if she was even being chased. She thought of stopping to fight, before she remember the shrill scream, that managed to shake her body. Running past a two leg house with a white fence, she stopped, something shook her body, telling her to just go inside, she shrugged, but leaped over the fence and landed on soft... grass? Something she hadn't felt in ages, she seemed to be on the edge of the twoleg place. Panting for breath, she looked at the forest ahead. But she found herself padding towards the abandoned twoleg nest a few tail lengths away. As she tried to turn around and walk towards the grassy forest, she heard a mewling sound from inside the house, one of the sounds sounded the same as the shrill squeal that reminded her how she had came here. But how could that cat get here so quickly, though pausing quickly, she had no idea how long she had been running for.
"Hello?" Spark meowed quietly. Another mewling sound answered her;
"Help!" It cried out, but a different voice, there are two cats here! She thought, And one of them is in danger! She reminded herself. Walking through the smaller dark nest. Which brought her to think about where she would sleep tonight.
Scenting each room carefully, she smelt the scent of milk.
Wait...what? Following it, she was lead to a room filled with soft, colourful boulders! Touching one with a paw, she heard another plea for her aid. Spinning around, she saw a tiny soft boulder on its side. sort of... shaking? She ran towards it, rearing and pushing her paws down hard, knocking it back to its original position. Two scraps of fur, one a pretty cream colour, the other, a slightly orange-y creamy colour. Maybe even a ginger, or a yellow and a slight possibility of Russet. Thought she couldn't see in the darkness.
"Are you alright?" She asked quietly. Licking the scared cream coloured kit over the ear.
The ginger, (well maybe) nodded, wrapping his tail around the cream she-kit.
The cream she-kit whimpered and frowned, twitching her tail
"My names Featherkit" She meowed quietly "and this is my littermate Lionkit"
C-clan names? Clans are real things? I thought they were just stories loners told...
"We escaped from our camp" Lion said, bouncing up and down. "And found our way here" His tone dropped "Then that soft boulder fell on us..." He pointed with his tail
"And we've been trapped since sun high" Featherkit sighed.
"Its moonhigh" Spark pointed out.
"Oh foxdung!" Lionkit gasped, "What about Cloudheart?"
They exchanged nervous glances and dashed off without saying anything. Spark twitched her ear. Frowning angrily.
I possibly saved their lives!
With a quick glance at the exit, she smiled greedily and followed the tracks out of the nest.
The scream that made spark run was just a battle between cats so I won't probably get around to that part. And if you didn't know, the smaller 'soft boulder' or couch/sofa was just a bean bag. But of course they didn't know if it was on its side. Spark is a ginger tabby by the way- The story will get more exiting later on, just wait with me.