Rusty felt fear all over his body, he never really knew how large they were going to be. Was these the wild cats that Smudge had warned him about? He still had to brave of what might he would have to do.
They had there claws out, there claws looked very dangerous and knew he would have to play it safe. "I didn't know that you lived here in the forest,"Rusty lied, hoping they would forgive him.
But none of the wild cats seamed to believe him, there eyes were still narrowed at him. "Why should we believe you? You can't trick us like that, kittypet!" he spat.
The three cats came closer to him and showed him their teeth. "Let's kill him, Bluestar will never know," the large brown tabby tom meowed to the other two cats.
The pale brown tom didn't look very sure. "But what about hunting? We were sent out to hunt prey for the clan," he protested and the dark brown tom tossed the piece of prey to him.
"Take it to the clan, tell Bluestar that me and Darkstripe are still hunting. But don't tell her about the kittypet, got that?" he spat at the tom.
He did not say another word and ran away with the mouse in his jaws, deeper into the forest. The large brown tabby tom turned to Rusty again, Rusty could see his evilness in his eyes.
Rusty knew he had to run, but the way back to his den was too long a travel. Without waiting any longer he took the risk and slash his claws arcoss the tom's face.
He yowled in pain, but before he could recover fast enough, Rusty began to run as fast as he could. From behind he could hear both of them were trying to follow him as fast as they could.
Rusty knew that his only chance of survival was to run, but which way? He looked around his surrounding area. There was a way out, but he had to risk being closely followed by them. There was no time, he had to do it before they could catch him.
Rusty did not look back, but he did not know if they had stopped chasing him. He ran and ran, passing by four, mighty oaks.
After running long and far, he rested under a huge rock. The smell of heather made him knew that he arived at the moor. He could feel the wind in his fur, calmly blowing. Then, something started to smell different. What was the scent?
Before he knew it, something tugged him down. The breath was knocked right out of him. He struggled to breathe for a moment, his heartbeat was beating fast.
He quickly kicked out his back legs and managed to throw off what had landed on him. He turned around to see a bright, orange she-cat with most beautiful amber eyes he had ever seen.
"Who are you?" Rusty growled as a warning , trying not to be afraid of this cat. Her amber eyes narrowed at him angrily.
"You think I would tell a kittypet like you about who I am?" she hissed and leaped forward towards him.
Rusty quickly got out of her way and then tried to look at her again. "I don't mean you any harm, I was chased away by other cats like you," he meowed, trying to let her know what had happened.
She sat down calmly and then sheathed her claws. "If your meaning by ThunderClan or RiverClan, then there always like that," she said, giving out a loud yawn.
Rusty gave her a puzzled look. What does she mean by Clans? "Morningpaw, how many times have I told you not to run off?" both of them turned there heads to see a black and white tom. A black tom with a twisted left paw followed him from behind.
"Tallstar, I'm sorry I did not tell you first about scenting this kittypet," she meowed bowing her head. Rusty gulped and looked towards the black and white tom. His amber eyes looked towards Rusty.
"You did a good job of defending your self from Morningpaw, you are the strangest kittypet I have ever met"he murmured as he gave one last look and then looked at the other tom.
"Should we let him join our clan?" Tallstar asked his deputy. Join them? "Tallstar, we can't let him join our clan, he's just a kittypet," Deadfoot protested and then Tallstar spoke.
"I know what you may feel right now, but WindClan needs more warriors, even if there just kitttypets," he said and then looked at Rusty.
"Will you join us?" he asked, Rusty hesitated. "Yes, but give me till tomorrow evening," he finally meowed and then Tallstar turned to his deputy.
"Take the kittypet towards twolegplace and tell him you shall wait for your answer tomorrow," he murmured and his deputy flicked his tail for Rusty to follow.
"Bye, kittypet," Morningpaw meowed as she followed in behind of Tallstar. Rusty turned his head to follow Deadfoot, who lead him towards what they call twolegplace.
By the time they had reached the end of the moor, the sun was high into the sky. Deadfoot stopped walking and then looked back at Rusty.
"This is as far as I can take you, hopefully you can find your way," Deadfoot meowed as Rusty took a few paces ahead of him.
"I shall be waiting tomorrow evening for your answer," he meowed and Rusty shook his head in return.
"Will do," Rusty replied as Deadfoot's tail flicked to show his last goodbye. Very soon, Rusty knew he was going to be a wild cat.