Author: Berserkeroo & MilesTheCalicoCat
Disclaimer: "Kim Possible" and all characters related to the series belong to The Walt Disney Company. Kim Possible was created by Mark McCorkle and Bob Schooley. Warriors saga belongs to Erin Hunter and all associates. Any cat characters created are that aren't in the Warriors series belong to Berserkeroo & MilesTheCalicoCat. All rights reserved.
The change in lighting indicated the final sundrift of the day. The duo gazed upon SilverPelt that night. They seemed to be doing that a lot lately, one of them noted.
Kim seemed to be visited by various StarClan cats, but one cat in particular seemed very interested in her, Blueleaf.
The half moon signaled that their week with the Rivercats came to a close. As the she-cats made their way to Fourtrees two cats came into view; one of ThunderClan and one of ShadowClan.
"Tag." Shego meowed as she bumped hips with the tabby to her right.
The orange-maned tabby looked at the remaining choices.
Moonrock seemed a bit bitter and cold which made the young cat cringe.
Patchpelt was relaxed and had an ambitious air around her. The she-cat made Kim feel more at ease.
"ThunderClan." the tabby meowed as she followed Patchpelt.
"Figures, she would want to got with the other goody-goodies. StarClan light my way." the thief thought as she followed. The green and black Siamese noted the thick forestry was harder to move through than the other Clan territories.
The Shorthair seemed to manage a bit better than her pale companion.
The pair went through the gorse tunnel of plants that lead to the Camp.
There tour guide vanished into the warriors' den on the far side of the den. She seemed to be in a hurry.
"Very hospitable." the raven-maned she-cat mewed with sarcasm.
"Behave." the heroine scolded.
"Why should I? I have half of this place's geography memorized. The second I learn it all and spot a city we're out of here remember?" Shego meowed.
"Yeah, but it is nice here." Kim meowed as she looked around the Camp.
"We've been proclaimed missing for two weeks Kimmie. We have human lives to live. I don't give a damn about my family, but what about your's? Don't you think they're worried sick?" the emerald eyed she-cat asked.
The olive eyed she-cat stood silent at that revelation.
A small cough came from a tawny tomcat. "Excuse me outsiders but Firestar requested a personal examination of his guests". Tawnyheart muttered.
"YOU!" Shego shouted in surprise which startled the tom.
"Yes," he mewed.
"I know you! You're that cat from the lab that Dr. Drakken liked so much." she yowled in realization.
"Were you captured by that strange blue twoleg too? How'd you escape?" the tawny cat meowed, feeling a bit of camaraderie with the she-cat.
"I wasn't captured. I'm that green twolegged female." she admitted to the tom.
"That would explain your weird fur color, no offense. Thanks you again for setting me free. It may not be where I want to be but, I still like this Clan." the cat purred as he rubbed bodies against the she-cat.
Shego rubbed against him in return.
"Okay, are we going to see Firestar?" Kim asked as she moved the two apart.
"Oh, right away. Follow me." Tawnyheart meowed as he led the leader's den. "Firestar, I brought the the she-cats like you asked." the tabby meowed.
"Well done Tawnyheart. Now off with you." the ThunderClan leader meowed gently to the tabby.
The tom bowed out of the den and went on his way.
The she-cats looked at the ThunderClan leader confused.
"So you going to say something or what?" Shego meowed in her usually snarky tone.
"Shego!" Kim hissed.
"It's quite alright. There are many cats that don't take much liking to me and some are in my own Clan." Firestar chuckled. The Thundercat's gaze fell upon the Siamese which she responded to with a glare. The glare sent a chill through the older tom's spine. He quickly shifted his focus on the orange tabby.
Her eyes stared back with a shimmer in her olive eyes. Her eyes oozed the confidence of a Thundercat.
Firestar looked upward and let out a sigh. He seemed deep in thought.
"Hello, Earth to Firestar. Get your head out of the clouds." the mercenary teased as she waved a paw in front of the older tabby. Her actions caused the leader to come out of his meditation.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry. Feel free to roam about and get to know everykitty." Firestar meowed with a toothy cat smile.
Kim nodded and was the first to duck out.
Shego on the other hand, well, other paw glared at the ThunderClan leader with slits in her eyes. She didn't like that tom for some reason. An instinct just told her not to trust him. The raven-maned she-cat bowed out of the den and went to follow her companion.
When the she-cats were out of his den Firestar let out a sigh of relief.
Kim roamed about independently and chatted with a few cats along the way.
The Clan seem to share common ideals of justice which brought a grin to the she-cat's face.
A pair of kits took a liking to Kim and began talking about food for some odd reason.
"I'm telling you outsider that these berries are supposed to be delicious. Though momma only rarely gives 'em to me. I think they were crimson and dangled from the twoleg's trees." meowed Maplekit.
"Hm... sounds like a cherry to me." Kim thought with a meditated gaze. "Sounds delicious. Where is this twoleg place so I can get some?" she asked. "It's been a while since I've eaten something besides meat." the tabby though with a hint of disgust.
"It's outside the Camp. Kits can't leave the Camp until they become an apprentice to a warrior and even then we can't leave without permission. We'd get in trouble." Stonekit mewed.
"Don't sweat it kits. I'm resourceful and I'm sure I can find it on my own. Bye now." the peach colored cat meowed before she darted for the only way she knew out of the Camp.
The older cat noticed the younger she-cat making a mad dash to the Camp entrance. "Where the Hell is she rushing off to?" the green and black she-cat pondered as she followed.
The younger moved through the thick forest flora as it was kit's play.
Shego on the other paw had more difficulty maneuvering through the thick forest. "Slow down damn it! Yeesh! I guess being the one chasing the baddies through the jungles must have it's advantage." the henchwoman thought. She came to a complete halt when she lost sighting of Kim. The she-cat almost went into a panic but remained calm. "Cool off. She's no little kit. She's been saving thee world for a few years so she's at least seventeen. I'll come up with something. She'lll be fine." the she-cat thought.
A crimson orb dangled from a tree that was planted on a ranch.
An orange American Shorthair licked her lips. She readied herself on her haunches and sprang into action. She flawlessly climbed the tree and ate upon the cherries. "Yum." Kim meowed as she licked her lips and paws.
A few cherries caught the tabby's eye.
"Shego's been in a bit of a funk today. Maybe some of these will make her happy."she meowed to the air. The fluffy coated cat climbed down the tree only to hear a low growl. The she-cat slowly turned around to find a large Border Collie.
"Where do you think you're going ya thieving feline?" the Border Collie growled.
Kim gulped. She was twitchy, every cat reflex telling her to 'run for it' but, she stood her ground. "I, uh, was going back to where I was..." she replied.
"Not with the farmer's cherries you're not!" the canine barked. The large dog stepped closely with teeth bared.
The orange maned she-cat unsheathed her claws.
"Brutus! Come 'ere boy." a male voice whistled.
Brutus growled at the intruder. "Lucky little pussy! Next time I catch you on this farm you're mine!" Brutus barked. He snapped his teeth and went to the bellowing farmer.
"Close call. Thank you StarClan." Kim sighed. She took the opportunity to flee while she could and made her way back to the ThunderClan Camp.
Shego was stuck in a conversation with a very chatty she-cat named Swifttongue. "Oh God kill me!" she groaned as she covered her ears with her paws.
"Shego." a familiar orange tabby called out.
"As much as I find your tale oh so fascinating, my friend is looking for me. Bye!" the Siamese meowed before escaping the ever talking cat. The she-cat ran until she fell over the orange tabby that was looking for her. "Hi" she replied with a sheepish grin.
Kim blew the black tail out her face and nudged her companion off of her. "Hey, I got you something while I was out." she meowed as she pulled out the cherries.
"Where'd you find cherries?" the she-cat asked and nibbled at the crimson orbs.
"Oh, they were around." came as the orange-maned cat's reply.
"I'm not complaining. So, I was thinking screw the rest of this week and being with ShadowClan the next week. Let's leave this jank forest already!" Shego meowed as she finished off the last of the cherries.
Kim looked at the ground. She knew Shego wanted to leave and that she should get back to school, cheerleading, world saving, her friends, and of course her family, but she felt bound to the wonders of the Forest, the Clans, and StarClan. The olive eyed she-cat looked up as she got an idea. "Shego, we should start off fresh and well rested in the morning. We should also eat before we leave. Who knows when we'll eat next in this Forest." she offered.
The slim she-cat pondered her companion's idea. She felt like a sucker for a moment, but shook it off. "Kim has a point and we should always be ready for anything." she thought briefly. "Alright." the odd-colored cat replied.
Internally, Kim was doing a victory dance on prolonging their stay, even if it was just for one night.
"Let's catch dinner before the sun goes down." Shego meowed as she went into predator mode.
Kim followed in pursuit.
Just a few fox-lengths away from the Camp, a family of rabbits dined on the thick, local flora.
The floral colored huntress crouched low to the ground. Her green body blending in with the grass. A low growl escaped her throat. She grew excited with every step closer to her prey. A black tail gently swayed as she got on her haunches, ready to pounce.
The autumn colored predator on the other hand went by tree. She was in what felt like her element. The she-cat faintly made out where her hunting partner was. Her movements through the trees were as silent as the night, she was cautious not to snap any twigs. The leaves made little to no sound. She readied herself for her final hunt. Her excitement dripped from her body, she was as giddy as a butterfly.
The two she-cats eyed the group of rabbits and launched their attack.
In that moment everything seemed perfect.
An autumn flurry pouncing from above and blazing meadow from below. Their bloodbeats clouding their ears.
The rabbits scattered at the sighting of the orange tabby and frantically ran into the camouflaged, green and black Siamese.
Shego swiped her unsheathed claws at the largest rabbit, but she missed by a whisker. She hissed at her failed attempt and went in a heated pursuit.
To the rabbits it was like being on the battlefield for Armegeddon.
Kim had one rabbit corned on one end and Shego had it corned on the other end.
The frightened rabbit shook timidly at the two she-cats.
The younger was the first to sprint to her prey.
The older soon followed her partner's actions and ran full force to the rabbit.
The rabbit looked at the on-coming she-cats and thought of a plan, but it had to be timed just right.
The hunters were so close they could taste the rabbit. They were a mere tail-length from the brown furry meal.
The rabbit jumped out of the cross fire to safety which confused the hunters.
The she-cats looked at one another.
"Uh-oh." Kim meowed as she braced for the impact.
Shego tried to stop, but tripped over her front paws.
They collided in the most unusual way. Nose brushed against nose, lips brushed against lips. The pair stayed petrified for a moment until they heard their supposed dinner laughing at them.
The rabbits hopped away into the safety of a burrow.
"Damn it to hell and back again!" the mercenary spat as she clawed at her head.
"Shego stop! You're bleeding." the heroine meowed as she eyed the crimson fluid streaming down the green she-cat's mane. She licked the blood clean from the raven colored mane.
Shego was purring quite loudly to Kim's amusement. "So... what are we going to do for food tonight?" she purred with drooping eyes.
"Don't know but, we can worry about that later. You're bleeding so we should worry about that." the orange maned she-cat suggested.
"Mmrreoww... deal." the thief purred in satisfaction.
The pair walked to the ThunderClan Camp.
The super powered cat's wounds already healed long before they arrived which impressed the fluffier she-cat.
"Can't believe we came back empty handed." the villainess pouted while her tail flicked about in aggitation.
"Don't you mean pawed." the world saving she-cat replied with the same unsatisfied tone her partner spoke in. Her stomach grumbled.
"Hello newcomer. I couldn't help but hear that you're walking around hungry and thought I'd offer some leftovers I had from dinner yesterday. I mean because seriously leftovers beat starving, right? Oh, hi Shego! I didn't notice you for a second which is weird because you're weird too, well weird colored. How've you been? I haven't seen you since you sprinted to your friend earlier. We can continue our lovely conversation we were having earlier. Oh aren't you excited? Because I'm excited! And..." Swifttounge meowed. She kept going on and on.
Kim was wondering if she needed to breath to live. Her eye twitched for a second.
Shego unsheathed her claws and was going to claw her ear drums out until Kim stopped her.
"You shouldn't do things like that Shego. It's dangerous you know... " the quick talking she-cat meowed before Shego lit ablaze.
"STARCLAN! SHUT UP ALREADY! I'd rather starve for the night than listen to your yowling another second! Hell, one second would give an entire life story with you! I'm out!" the Siamese spat before she ran off.
"Sorry about that. Shego has her moments but she's a very nice she-cat when you get to know her. Uh, you were mentioning food." Kim meowed apologetically.
"Oh most certainly. Follow me leaf-fall colored one." Swifttounge meowed as she went to where she hid the mouse carcass. Her legs were almost as swift as her mouth. "Here you go Princess, was it?" the lion patterned she-cat meowed as she pawed at the cold and lifeless mouse.
"Thank you, but my name isn't Princess, it's Kim. Princess is one of the pet name Shego gave me."the tabby informed as she began to eat on the questionable mouse.
"You're a cat's kittypet! That's odd. What does it feel like to be a cat's kittypet? It must feel like being a mouse. You play with it, bat it around, catch it, and bite it. I mean seriously. What kind of sick, twisted twoleg makes a cat another cat's kit-" Swifttounge ranted before Kim put a paw to her mouth.
"Swifttounge, I'm not her 'kittypet'. I'm her... well, I kind of don't know what... I am... to her." she mewed in a confused yet hurt tone.
"It's okay Kim. My sister Shadowpelt has the same issues with this ShadowClan cat named 'Raventhorn.' Don't worry. In time things come into its own light and clarity." the warrior meowed slowly and wisely.
"You can talk normal?" she yowled in shock. "Oops. Sorry for being rude." the olive eyed she-cat apologized.
"No problem. I actually prefer speaking this way. That fast-yowling is a fun game but it can really wear you out." Swifttounge explained as she took a deep breath.
"So it's a game to annoy cats with that fast tongue of yours. Unbelievable." Kim meowed in disappointment.
"This Clan is full of uppity, boring cats so I have to find something to do. Oh, you should get back to you companion young one before she thinks I killed you with my fast-yowling. Bye Kim and good luck with Shego." Swifttounge meowed before walking away.
Kim looked at the bright colored she-cat before she left to where she shared a sleeping spot with Shego. Her stomach gurgled a little bit. "Huh, weird." she thought but walked on.
Shego was pacing about.
"You okay?" the adolescent she-cat asked.
Shego let out a sigh of relief. "Good. She didn't murder you with her everlasting yowling." she meowed. The raven maned she-cat her companion for some reason, she seemed a bit off. "Pumpkin, you okay." the older asked as she brushed against her.
Kim looked herself over. "I feel okay. Just a little tired." she replied and plopped down on the dense moss to rest her eyes. Her breathing soon evened out.
The plasma weilding she-cat looked at Kim and knew that her tabby wouldn't be up for looking at SilverPelt with her on their final night. She let out a small sigh. "Odd how this Forest grows on you." Shego thought. The ebony-maned she-cat curled against Kim's warmer than usual body to join her in the realm of dreams.
An image of an orange tabby convulsing and vomiting plagued the green and black she-cat's dreams. "...don't leave me" the orange tabby croaked with an outreached paw to the she-cat.
(A/N: What the hell kind of dream is that? What does it mean for our two lovely she-cats.)