Chapter 2 is out! I'd like to thank badguthrie for her OC's (Littlefoot, Tigerfoot, Wingsoar, & Icefall) and for her review! Lots of virtual love for youuu ❤️ Anyways, let's get on with the chapter :))))
Ashkit's POV:
After a tough match of moss ball, I glanced around the room and it felt strangely empty. Then I realized what was wrong.
"Uh, guys, where's Moonkit?" I asked glancing around at the three other she-kits that seemed as puzzled as I was.
Without another word, I raced back to camp, thoughts of what could have possible happened to her crossing my mind. We should have kept better watch! I felt responsible.
I burst into Reedstar's den without warning, causing him, Bearstrike, Skygazer, and Cinnamonpaw to jump. "Ashkit! Warn us next time please."
"I'm sorry Reedstar, but I have bad news, Moonkit went missing, she ran off into the forest," I frantically say, speaking quickly.
"She probably followed us, curious what we were doing. I was a kit once, I remember the feeling," Cinnamonpaw stated.
"What exactly were you doing?" I ask, cocking my head slightly.
Bearstrike runs off to form a search party. Cinnamonpaw and Skygazer exchange uneasy glances, and then their eyes drop to their paws which I notice are caked with blood.
"I'm serious, what were you guys doing?" I shout, looking at them with pleading eyes.
"There have been an unusually large number of rogues threatening our territory, and one tried to fight us out there. We ended up killing him, and he told us that more were coming before he passed," Skygazer shakily replied, shuffling her paws in uneasiness.
"Moonkit could be dead!" I gasp, racing out the den after Bearstrike.
"Bearstrike I need to come on this patrol, please!"
"You're too young, I won't allow it," He stiffly replies, padding towards the small group gathered at the camp entrance.
"Three more moons Ashkit, three more moons," I muttered to myself, walking defeatedly to the nursery.
Moonkit's POV
It had felt like a long time. Waiting out in the middle of no where, not sure where to go or what to do, with fear poking at you harshly, it's not a good feeling. I was afraid to call for help, because I didn't know if my clan would be the ones to answer. What was this horrible stench filling my nose? It felt familiar, but very faintly, nothing I could pick out.
I heard the bushes rustling, and the fur on my spine pricked up. I positioned my paws in a ready stance. To my relief, Leafcatcher, Snakepaw, Bearstrike, Wingsoar, and Tigerfoot appeared.
"Thank StarClan you're alright," Wingsoar mewed, coming up and swiping her tongue across my head. Her face twisted in disgust at the pool of red liquid at my feet.
"What is this smell?" I ask, eying the deputy.
"Rogue blood, rogue's are cat's without clans, just living in the wild," Bearstrike explains.
"Why are we wasting time explaining such things to a clueless kit when we should be getting back to camp? It's as if you're begging for the others to come and get you," Leafcatcher scoffs.
"Don't speak to your deputy that way, you're barely a warrior so stop acting like you own the forest," the broad shouldered deputy gruffly states, smacking Leafcatcher in the muzzle as he trots over to me.
"Don't think you're off the hook, it was irresponsible to wander off like you did, you had Ashkit worried sick," he speaks. I simply nod, wondering why in the world that flea brain would give a care about me.
I climb onto Wingsoar's back and we trek back to camp, as I feel sick with worry. What is going on with the rogue cats, and what will they do next?
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