I have many things to mention about this chapter. 1. Its really good (to me) 2. Its cool (like me) and 3. Its all of the above.
I Stared up into the darkness, even though I was just looking down, I felt muscles contract back and forth, I was on the ground, I thought, opening my eyes. Blackfoot glanced around, he felt something on top of him. Of course, he thought, rolling off whatever was on him, he heard a thump next to him, so he stood up, he looked around, nothing. He glanced around at his surroundings, he was in a forest, in the center of a small ring of trees, the trees were gray and bruised with swollen sides and no leaves. He felt the hardness of the earth as he stood up, he felt an Erie tone coming from this place, then he remembered where he was, the dark forest.
He shifted around uneasy of this new environment, as he walked into the forest, he saw a pattern in the trees, it was like they were placed there in a certain order. It felt like he was going in circles, then he saw a boulder, with red moss covering the sides of it, as he got closer, he saw that there were claw marks on the rocks, and the moss was not red because it grew like that, it was red because of the blood on it, Blackfoot took a step back as he saw that the blood was fresh.
Then he heard footsteps, coming from the direction of the rock, now he was scared. "Rock do NOT move!" he could not believe he was yelling at a rock.
"Hey, why are you yelling at a rock, are you loosing your tail or something'?" Blackfoot suddenly was very embarrassed, and very scared. He saw a cat pounce up on to the rock from behind it.
"Hello, I see you come looking for wisdom." The tom was large as muscular, his blonde fur rippled as he came closer. Blackfoot stepped back as the tom got closer, he realized that the tom was massive, at least as big as a lion, like told in the tales from long ago. As the cat got closer Blackfoot became ever wary of his presence, now he could smell his breath, full of the hatred he has. Then he stopped midway. "Come closer, Blackfoot" he said.
She glanced around, seeing nothing but fields. She was confused, "Come on WillowClaw, where are you?" She shook her head in frustration, for past few minutes she has been walking around in this place, seeing only a few signs of anyone being there. First a paw print, but it was much larger than hers, which made her worry. Second, she saw a rock face, and climbed up it, there was a small den, but no one seemed to have been here for a while.
As Willowclaw walked further, she felt the earth become muddier, like RiverClan territory! She thought. She looked around and saw nothing, but an area where it seems like she could be comfortable with, she thought that cave was to musty, and was hard to climb up to.
She walked around, and over to the area, then she heard something, snoring. But it was loud. She slowly crept around the reeds and made her way, right next to the spot she had looked at before, she poked her head into the reeds carefully and looked at what was there.
She gasped and backed away fast. She knew she woken it up, because in an instant it was on top of her. Pinning her to the ground. It snarled at her and sniffed her. Then it suddenly backed away. She was scared out of her mind, she quickly got up and turned around, she ran forward, but then she hit something, and she hit it hard, she blacked out right there.
Blackfoot looked at him in confusion, and fear, "Uhm, how do you know my name…" He just looked at him, "Don't you know my name, cat." Blackfoot was now very confused and less scared.
"Sorry, but no." The cat looked more ticked off then anything, "You say you don't know my name at all. Not one bit." Blackfoot answered. "Nope, who even are you?" Blackfoot didn't know if he should have said that "Sigh, I guess I must tell you it, maybe you'll remember it then. My name is Gordon the Name teller." Blackfoot just looked at him in total confusion. Even with his massive body, and his giant muscles, he is 'Gordon the Name Teller' now he wanted to laugh.
"Nope not a clue." Blackfoot snickered, but that soon came to an end when Gordon put his foot down. "Then I guess I will have to tell you myself." He motioned for Blackfoot to come over, he thought if he did not, he would be steeped on. He slowly came closer towards Gordon and then sat down when he felt close enough. "Good, I will tell you my story. I was a Traveler, I traveled between Twolegs and rogues. Even though I knew it was dangerous, I knew I had to find something. And that thing was other names." Then he was silent. "Anything else?" Blackfoot asked. "Nope not a thing, I just remember people's names really well now, and I can tell someone's name by just looking at them." Blackfoot thought for a second, "Did you say you had trouble with the rogues?"
"Well, then I had a smaller body then this one." Blackfoot nodded and then his stomach growled. "I see you are in need of some prey, do not worry, I can lead you to my den." He stood up an turned towards the forest. He gave a sign to stand up, and only what Blackfoot would guess, 'come with me or you're my prey' so he decided to come with.