Hey, ya'll!
Lemme be clear about one thing, Ok, this is a story NOT by me, Pearla, but by MISTYPOOL! Got it? Not me-MISTYPOOL! Thank you so much, Mistypool! The first person to sumbit a story to me! People, if you have warrior stories, please submit so I can make this a real Chicken Soup book! XP All credit will go to you! XP
Pearla
THANKS MISTYPOOL!!! I only changed one word: 'feeling' was written 'fealing'. Thatz it, kay? XP ;P
I was always visiting the woods by my house. I lived near the city dump. I know
that it is not the best place to be. It stinks a lot, and I always find junk
there. But lately I have been catching glimces of cats in the woods near the
dump.
I loved these cats, because they had a wild feeling about them. I one time went
close to the road, and I saw cats on the other side of the road. I guessed they
lived all throughout the forest, and maybe in the moors, too!
There was one cat that had a creepy fealing about him. He looked like a tiger,
and had the longest claws I have ever seen. I often times saw him venture to the
border to talk to the dump-cats, as I called the cats near my house.
One time I saw a golden one that looked as if he were fire himself. With him, a
cinder colered cat was with him. He seemed to be trying to teach the hyper cat,
one that acted like my cat, Bagel.
One time I saw Tiger, as I called the cat that looked like a tiger, come to the
border with other cats. The other cats ran back through the forest. Tiger went
under a tree, and hid in the large roots. Within about ten minutes, the cinder
colored cat came racing throught the underbrush. She didn't stop in time to see
a car coming, and raced into the road. I was not brave enough to run and save
her, and the car hit. She lay in the center of the road. Tiger ran out and back
into the forest.
Then the fire colored cat and one other came and they checked over her. They
dragged her into the forest. As I had grown attached to the little cat who never
knew me, I ran home, thinking I would never see her again. My parents asked what
was wrong, and I told them nothing.
Months later, I went back to the road. As I were looking over the road, a cinder
colored thing across the road caught my eye. I looked across the road to see the
cinder-colored cat I had grieved for. Though her leg was twisted in a gruesome
angle, she was fine. Out of the forest came the fire-cat, and I knew that he had
helped her.
My cat was fine.
-Faith Walker,11
Author's (MISTYPOOL'S!) Note: If you could not tell, the "dump-cats" were ShadowClan. Tiger was Tigerclaw. The
cinder-colored cat was Cinderpaw, then Cinderpelt. The fire-cat was Fireheart.
And Bagel has no importance, and is made up. The charcter was also made up.
Thank you for posting my story!
Welcome, Mistypool!