Okay, so we are getting close to the end of the first book! It'll end near twenty five or so chapters, and I'll start up the new one soon after that. Also, I'm gonna be needing rogues/kittypets and such so i'll be doing an Oc submittion for the rest of this book!
1-29-20 6:32 PM
Walking through the forest Firemoon looked at his paws. The strange dream from last night was still fresh in his mind. It was an old memory to him, something from his younger years. Yet, it seemed new to him when he had first dreamt it.
Who is she? It bothered him. Seeming to claw at his pelt as he sighed heavily. Why couldn't he remember her name, why couldn't he remember her?
"Firemoon!" Snapping back into reality the ginger tomcat raised his head. Adderfang was standing near a pile of dirt, his eyes trained onto the former rogue. "You walked right past this, more bones."
Foxdung. Lashing his tail he padded over to the older warrior. Adderfang was right, more bones left in a pile, with bits of fur stuck in them. "Sorry," he murmured, "I was thinking."
Adderfang shook his head. "Less thinking, more looking out for stuff like this. You're on a border patrol, son, get that through your head." The tabby hissed once more before sniffing at the pile. "Rogues," he hissed.
"Like always," sighed White-eye.
The tomcat glanced at her before nodding curtly. "Scan out and see if theres more. Regroup here before sun-high."
...
Brushing past the ferns Firemoon stopped at the Twolegplace border. His emerald gaze scanned the area, for a second old memorys of him and Bluefur meeting rushed back. He smiled softly. Back then she still seemed to not trust him, and yet she had always came.
And now I'm Firemoon, living in a Clan with her as my mate. Flicking his tail-tip Firemoon moved along the scent-markers. His ginger pelt blending into the spots of sunlight that beamed down.
As he walked around the border the scent of kittypet grew stronger. Stopping, the tomcat paused, looking out to see a plump brown tabby queen sitting on the fence. Two leaf-green orbs fixed into him with a frightened look. Firemoon cocked his head. Why did she look so familiar to him?
The kittypet queen had leaped down into her garden. Leaving him to watch the spot she had been at mere seconds ago.
...
Paddling into camp Bluefur held a rabbit tightly in her jaws. The fresh breeze of newleaf had sent warmth to the forest. Making the worst of leafbare behind them as prey started to get more common. Setting down her kill, the warrior glanced around. Spotting Leopardfoot as she sat near the warrior's den, her green gaze set onto the sky.
Over the past moon Bluefur had noticed that the she-cat was getting plumper. At first she had thought that Leopardfoot was taking more than her far share, but then Snowfur helped point out the fact that she could be expecing. Though they didn't know who's kits they were.
"Hello Leopardfoot," Bluefur mewed, sitting down beside the older warrior.
The green-eyed she-cat raised her head. "Is there anything good to eat on the pile?" She asked, running her pink tounge over her jaws.
Nodding Bluefur mewed. "Yeah, a rabbit and some mice," pausing she added, "I could go get it for you."
Leopardfoot shook her head. Getting to her paws and stretching. "No, I have paws, Bluefur, I don't need someone to go and get my food." The raven-black warrior trotted over to the fresh-kill pile. Stopping to speak with Pinestar before turning away with a mouse in her jaws, an irritated look on her face.
"What's wrong?" She asked as the black she-cat sat back down.
Tail lashing Leopardfoot glared over in Pinestar's direction. "Toms." Was all she said before digging into her prey.
1-31-20 1:54 PM