Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or Warriors, they belong to Nintendo and Erin Hunter respectively.
Another day of wandering the forest...Currently, I walked along a large tree, that made a lot of brown...pellets on the ground. Not sure what they were, but I avoid them.
This was so stupid! There isn't anywhere I can go. I could head to the town, but humans? I don't feel like running from one.
I sat down near a river bank, looking out to a sandy...hollow? There were hills of sand covering the ground, with a bunch of scratched trees around it and paw prints in it. Is this where those cats go to...train or something?
Uuugh. Then I can't stay here, because what if one of them comes and spots me?
Sluggishly moving, I headed southeast towards some golden brown flattened rocks. Maybe I can find a resting place down there?
-SNAP-
I snapped my head back to where the noise sounded. ..What was that?
-RUSTLE-
I hear footsteps... somethings coming this way.
Oh, well, let them come. A battle can relieve some of my loneliness.
I unsheathed my claws and crouched down, hiding in the thick undergrowth.
...Wait... I hear another set of footsteps!
...And another...
...And another.
Great, I'm out-numbered. Well, the most rational thing to do is...
RUN!
I took off in the opposite direction, just as a voice called out, "Wait!" The voice was really masculine.
...Like I'm going to stop! I don't feel like getting mauled! ...Or whatever you lot do to strangers!
As I'm running, I hear the footsteps behind me, getting closer and closer. Fantastic, their faster than me too?!
"Stop!"
Well, there's no point in running any more, since a gigantic thorn was in my front left paw! I tumbled down, tripping over a tree root, twisting my back right paw.
Wow, today's just not a good day for me.
I laid there on the forest floor, ignoring the pain in my back right paw, trying to get the thorn out, but it was so deep!
The rapid footstep slowed to a stop, and a small figure appeared just over the tree root.
...Great.
The figure gasped, and called to the back of him, "Lionheart, it's just a kit!" His voice was really younger and a little more high-pitched.
Excuse me, kit?! I'll have you know I'm 7 moons old!...That still makes me a kit doesn't it?
"A kit?" The masculine voice from before sounded close, and a huge figure appeared just next to the young tom. Uh oh, this guy is a lot bigger than I thought he was...
"Are you injured?" The huge tom, Lionheart, spoke.
Its obvious that I'm injured, hello? Why would I stop running?
But I can't say that, these cats can kill me!
"..Yes, I twisted my paw, and there's a big thorn stuck in the other." I mewed in the most pitiful voice I could muster. This seemingly won him over, as he came over and looked at the one with a thorn in it with a subtle sympathetic look. And he reached down and yanked it out!
I squeaked, "Ow!"
"Lick it." Lionheart simply commanded. The young tom stared at us with curious amber eyes. I lapped at my swollen paw, trying to stop the bleeding. Rapid padding sounded and 2 more cats appeared.
"Whats going on?" A sleek black and grey tabby tom roughly asked.
"This kit is injured, Darkstripe." Lionheart calmly answered.
"A kit?" A swift tabby tom spoke.
Great, all of them are toms? Wheres that one she-cat I can swoon over? I need some affection here!
"What is a kit doing out in the forest by itself?" Darkstripe spoke with suspicion.
"Aw lighten up Darkstripe, shes harmless!" the swift tabby responded. Well that least he's friendly. So it seems anyway.
"Runningwind, go back to camp and tell Bluestar that I'm bringing a kit back." Lionheart suddenly reached down and picked me up by my scruff!
"Yes Lionheart." Runningwing took off at a extreme speed. Wow, he's fast. Why wasn't he the one that caught up to me. I don't run that fast.
"We're bringing her with us? Aren't you worried that this kit is bait for an ambush?" Darkstripe snorted with disdain.
"Yeah Darkstripe, we can't leave her out in the forest!" The young tom, who was quiet, spoke up. "I don't think a Clan will leave a kit by itself."
Darkstripe snorted in response.
...I don't like Darkstripe. Hes already rubbing me the wrong way.
Lionheart broke out into a pace, trying not the bounce me, but miserably failing.
The others fell in behind him. So they're taking me back to their home?
What have I gotten myself into?
End of Ch. 2
In case your wondering, here's Affection's move list:
Dark Pulse
Night Slash
Aerial Ace
Echoed Voice
Why such a move list? Well, to make the story more fun of course!