AN: hi! I hope you liked that last chappie! In this one, Spirit is gonna meet a new friend! XD
Spirit's POV
Spirit padded softly through the undergrowth as she hunted for prey. She sniffed the air, trying to find the scent of some fresh-kill, when she heard a cry for help. She pricked her ears, listening. The cry came again, this time asking for help.
Spirit raced towards the frantic screams, blundering through the ferns and brambles. The forest swirled around her as she ran, unsheathing her claws, she dug them into the soft earth and propelled herself further. Her legs were begging her to stop and her lungs were bursting for air.
Finally, she came to the same clearing that she and Flick had fought in a half moon ago, and gasping in air, she skidded to a halt and looked around wildly, looking for the cat who had cried out.
"Help me!" This time, the yowl sounded weak, as if the cat was drowning. Suddenly, two scents reached her nostrils. And she curled her lip when she recognized them. One was blood. And the other was the scent of Flick. Flick and a couple more of his friends…
She smelled the ground, sniffing a scent trail. She followed it to a cleft in a rock and peered inside.
She gasped in dismay at what she saw. There was a kit lying on the ground with Flick and some of his friends, Snake a huge dark brown tabby tom with amber eyes and Thorn, a light brown tabby tom with green eyes and a v-shaped split in his ear and Scar, an exact mirror image of Flick, standing over her. Snake was pinning her down and his claws were unsheathed, pricking her skin, beads of blood appeared and the kit wailed, writhing under Snake.
"What are you doing?" snarled Spirit, barging in and knocking the dark brown tom of his paws.
"We are doing are job!" Snake growled menacingly, rising up and shaking his pelt.
"Yeah? Well you aren't doing it very well!" She retorted.
Suddenly, she was thrown to the stone floor as Thorn barreled into her. He swiped his claws at her face and caught her nose. Spirit howled and flattened her ears as her vision became blurry; and she writhed under Thorn as he clawed at her, inflicting more wounds than ever. She squealed when he bit her ear, and felt rage boiling inside her. Spirit flung Thorn of her and scrambled to her paws, blood, dripping from a scratch on her flank. Clumps of fur were missing where Thorn had pummeled her belly.
"You fight like a kit! In fact that kit can fight better!" sneered Scar, Spirit flattened her ears, and snarled, leaping, she threw Scar of his paws and pinned him to the stony cave floor.
"Are you sure about that?" she spat, raking her claws across his face, he yelped and wiggled under her, trying to get free.
"Let me goo!" he pleaded, fear in his eyes.
"Fine, but next time I see you guys hurting KIT, I will personally, rip off your faces, and use them as my dirtplace!" she yowled after them as they departed swiftly through the cave entrance.
Spirit sighed, and padded over to the motionless kit, ignoring the throbbing pain from her wounds. She sat down and peered at the kit and once she was sure she was breathing, she licked it, trying to wake it.
The kit stirred and cowered when she saw her.
"It's okay, I won't hurt you" she murmured in her most soothing meow.
AN: I hope you liked that chappie! 2 more reviews for the next chapter! Thanks to warriorcrazy for reviewing! She receives a SPIRIT plushie! XD (I love your cheer!)
Until next time,
Peace out! Leafwing.