Chapter 1
Hi Just letting you know that this is my first fan fiction and any criticism would be accepted and taken on board :) i am best at writing descriptive pieces but after reading alot of fan fiction they have inspired me to try my best and write some stories of my own. i understand that it probably wont be the best but well practice makes perfect. reviews will be greatly appreciated as it will help with a confidence boost and help me to improve this as i have improved it already but would like to know what others think. anyway ill stop talking now and let you read :)
The sun cast its warm orange glow across the harsh rugged landscape as it rose steadily, taking the moons place. A small she-kit huddled against a tree, her fragile form pressed against the rough trunk. As she slept her body twitched, troubled dreams haunting her mind and soul. She dreamt of abandonment, being dumped from the car window, her lithe body rolling and flailing, over and over, like a stuck record. Suddenly a noise nearby pulled her from her broken slumber and opening her blue eyes wearily she peered round the small grassy field. On the other side of the field a pair of eyes glowed through the murky shade of the trees overhead, focusing on her. The pair of eyes belonged to a grey and black queen whose coat was shaggy with neglect. As she started to cautiously approach, her clear limp became noticeable and made one of her hinds legs drag slightly. "Who are you?! Stay away from me!" The small kit called, fear lacing her words. "I am not a danger to you... they call me Grizabella" she quietly answered, a hint of sorrow showing as she spoke her name. "Come with me, I know a place where you will be safe" she mewed gently. The white she-kit thought about it carefully, unsure of whether to trust this stranger, but decided to follow as dark clouds had started to roll across the sky. "What is your name?" The old queen asked, "I... I'm not sure, I... don't think I have a name..." She replied her head and ears drooping. "I heard them use the word Felicity before though" she added her voice a quiet whisper and her tail went limp, trailing along the dusty ground. Grizabella glanced down at the kit walking beside her a worried look on her face. Her white fur was tangled and stained with mud, and the only distinguishable marking was the black patch around her eyes like a mask. Her body was frail and delicate looking, almost like she was made of glass, ready to break at the slightest touch...
After some time they came to a small alleyway at the edge of the city, a damp chill hung in the air. She led the way to a small metal container and entered through the small opening in the front. Felicity stopped outside wondering whether to trust the old queen and follow her inside. A loud rumble was heard and rain started to fall from the dusky grey clouds overhead, startling her. Quickly she darted inside the dark container and glanced around at the bare walls inside. A worn down pillow was the only piece of furniture and did nothing to brighten up the run down den the queen called home. Grizabella placed down the mouse they had caught earlier (with some difficulty) and gave it to the young kit who accepted happily as she had not eaten for some time and not felt the touch of kindness before in her short life so far. Afterwards she stretched out and sleep took over her tired body, taking her into the darkness and cradling her until the morning sun would rise...
Meanwhile Grizabella watched over the young kit, regret flowing through her veins. The Thoughts began to tear at her mind like razor blades... What have I done?...
Hopefully if you are reading this note then it means that you have read this chapter yay :D thanks for that. i would just like to say i know it is short but i have never been good at starting stories off so im sure they will get longer as i get into it... i will try to update regularly but i have GCSE's coming up and obviously coursework and homework too -_- so will try to get as much done as i can :)