I swallowed. I guess I'll have to go back home. Many prophecies did come true in the past. I bit my lip. Fog brought back a robin for me and waited me to punish her. I just hissed at her and she scampered away.
Robin… I felt another rush of memories as I closed my eyes… Play fighting with Robinkit, beating Pepplekit… My mother – Rosestripe!- looking at me proudly… a dark tortishell… Nightwing…
Nightwing gazed at Pebblekit proudly as Rosestripe did and gave her a mouse. My father! I realized how much I missed them.
I now remembered a lot of my kithood scenes. Nightwing favored Pebblekit, a silver gray tabby she-cat. Rosestripe loved me the most; you can tell by the way she looks at us. I shook my head and blinked my eyes. I finished my robin and laid my golden head onto my paws, and sighed, waiting to tell Rosestripe my news.
I will return.
Blackness engulfed me once again. This time, Rosestripe did not come to me. I just floated into the darkness…
This time, Nightwing greeted me as he emerged from the darkness, his pelt blending in perfectly. I nodded and he dipped his head. In a low voice, full of love he whispered, "Come back…"
I nodded slowly, "Yes…"
Nightwing licked my head and murmured, "Bring Fogkit back too."
I raised my eyebrows as I asked, "Why?"
My father said matter of factly, "She is like you, taken away from family to be a servant. She deserves better. Every cat has a destiny inside her clan. The same with Fogkit."
I nodded again. I didn't like agreeing to everything and showing my belly, though. He faded again and whispered, "Dark blue will highlight your death, unless the true lily will flow back, to her true home."
My eyes flew open as a yowl sounded somewhere in the dark. Fox hissed, "Who's there?"
Storm was missing. She suddenly rolled out of the bush with thorns clinging to her pelt. Storm scampered to her brother with her tail in between her legs. A battle call sounded behind her and a pack of rougues, probably the same one as before, burst out of the forest.
Fox hissed and demanded, "What is the meaning of this?"
I was right, this was Stripe's pack. He walked out of his group and snarled, "You are in our territory."
Fox spat, "We've been here for days! This place belongs to no cat."
Stripes growled, "Now it's ours!"
He flung himself at Fox, and two other tabbies attacked Fox jr. A ginger she-cat bowled Storm over, and a black tom stalked up to me. I recognized him and gasped, "Navy!"
He snarled, "Why hello Bug. Ready for more torture?"
He flung himself at me and sunk his teeth into my scruff. I shook him off with surprising strength. Navy grunted in surprise and said, "Improved eh?"
Dark blue… Navy…
I yowled in pain as he sunk his teeth and claws into my flesh. I sunk my claws into his eyes and, temporarily blinded, he fell back. I leapt up and rushed away. I scanned to fighting for Bug, aka Fogkit…
Fogkit POV
Pain slashed through my body like claws. They were claws. I flinched and a gray tabby tom chuckled, "She won't even fight back."
More pain lanced up my spine as more cats crowded around me. They laughed as they watched claws slash through my fur. Blood stained my pelt and I felt dizzy. I saw a tabby tom lunge at my eyes, and a wound appeared right above my eye.
I meowed in surprise as I was blinded by the warm flow of blood. I stumbled up and was quickly pushed back down. I fell, belly side up. Teeth sunk into my belly and I screeched in pain. I felt more pelts crowd around me, clawing at me.
The gray tabby tore off part of my ear, and he spat out some of my fur into my face. He hissed, "Navy told us you had a servant. You her?"
I trembled. He sunk his claws into my throat, and I choked. The tabby hissed and said, "I guess not. Then, die!"
I shrieked, "Yes! I am!"
More claws and teeth sunk into my fur and another yelp sounded in front of me. The tabby's weight flew off of me.
I felt myself lifted up by the scruff and carried away. No more pain lashed through me. I blinked open the unwounded eye and saw Dandelion carrying me. I whimpered and she snapped, "Be quiet!"
I obeyed. I heard the fighting shrieks and growls grow softer and softer, until there was no more. She dumped me onto the ground and raised a paw. I cowered underneath her and closed my eyes.
No pain.
I opened my eyes and Dandelion was grooming her pelt. I crawled up to her and helped her lick her wounds, and she let me. She sighed as she lay down.
Her wounds were pretty bad, especially the one on her shoulder. Dandelion got up after I finished and stretched. A rustle sounded in the bush. We both perked our ears up, and Dandelion flattened hers.
A dark brown tabby paw poked out, paws unsheathed…
Gess hoo? Sorry I haven't updated, but I'm having some problem with my math homework. I know I rushed the last few chappies, but now, I'm trying to fix it. Hope yall like it!