Chapter 5

Dustkit's fur bristled. He bravely swiped his claw around, scratching the dog's nose. It turned away and shook the pain away.

"Run!" Dustkit yelled. Fernkit and Dustkit split up. The dog was now furious. It growled and chased after Dustkit. The pale brown kit dashed for some bushes, that was Fernkit's chance to crawled under the fence and escape. The dog was paying no attention to her.

She crawled under the fence and to a sigh of relief. But she was still tense. Her brother was still in there, trapped between the fence and the dog. Fernkit had an idea. She began mewling and walking around. That caught the dog's attention.

"Food! Chase! Food!" it barked. It was over to Fernkit and tried to jump over the fence, but couldn't. Fernkit kept on teasing it by mewling and waving her tail around. The dog began to whine and bark.

Duskit slowly crawled out of the bushes and tried to find another hole under the fence. He spotted one a few tail-lengths away. With a dash and a plunge, he managed to crawl out. Duskit ran over to his sister and they both made their way back to the forest.

"Thanks a lot." Dustki meowed.

"No problem." Fernkit mewed. "We have to stick together, I couldn't let you be eaten by that dog."

Dustkit took a deep breath and sat under a large tree at the edge of the forest. "Yeah, stick together." He mumbled recalling Smokekit begin taken away. "We have to save Smokekit." He mewed.

"We can't get in there, she'll have to find her own was out. But we can wait for her here." Fernkit mewed. "I'm sure she'll come back to us." She mewed encouragingly. "Let's hunt and then we'll sleep in that bush for the night." Dustkit agreed. The two kits scampered off to find some food.

Smokekit tossed and turned. "Help me!" she squealed. She got her claws tangled with something soft. She finally stopped struggling and opened her eyes. Her claws were tangled with something soft, kind of like moss.

"Twoleg moss?" she questioned. She slowly got her untangled. For a long while, she stared at the Twoleg moss. If felt like her mother's warm fur. It was soft, warm and comforting. Then she looked around her surroundings. The were large barriers, blocking her from the outside world.

"I'm inside a Twoleg's nest." She said to herself. The curious kit slowly crawled off the Twoleg moss and one the slippery ground.

"This isn't dirt. It's hard and slippery like ice." She mewed. The kit took a few shaky steps forward, finally she found she balance. She crawled near one of the barriers and saw sunlight come through a whole.

"Freedom!" she yowled. She jumped up to the hole and was ready to escape. She was sitting at the edge of the hole and took a step forward, suddenly she hit something. She was blocked.

"Another barrier?" she mewed with confusion. "But I can't see it."

"It's called a window." A voice sounded behind her. Smokekit gasped and whipped her head around.

"Don't be afraid." The voice meowed. Out of the shadows came a large, plump, cat. He had long white fur with a ginger patch covering his right eye and a ginger tail. "I'm Samson." He meowed unenthusiastically.

"Hello, Samson. I'm Smokekit!" she mewed excitedly, finally seeing an older cat.

"What an odd name." the fat cat meowed. "Where did you come from?"

"The forest." She responded proudly. "I'm part of Thunderclan. You haven't seen them, have you?"

"What is Thunderclan?" Samson looked confused. "Um- the forest? What were doing, wandering around all alone? You're just a kitten."

"I'm not all alone. My mother was killed by a dog and my clan disappeared. My brother and sister were helping me look for our clan. Then I got separated because your Twoleg took me away." Smokekit explain.

"Twoleg?" Samson cocked his head.

"That thing!" Smokekit pointed with her nose as a Twoleg approached her. "Samson, get it away from me!" she squeaked.

"He's no harm." He mewed. The large Twoleg picked up Smokekit and set her down on the ground next to Samson, then walked away.

"No harm done." Samson chuckled. "I see that you don't like it here. I'll help you escape." He mewed.

"You will?" A glint of hope made Smokekit's tail twitch.

"Yes. We must wait for my owner to sleep, and then we can escape. I know a way out." Samson meowed.

Smokekit couldn't wait until the sun went down. "I hope Dustkit and Fernkit are safe." She mumbled to herself.

"C'mon, you should get something to eat. You look awfully skinny." Samson meowed. He walked over to a bowl of kittypet food. "Eat some." He insisted.

Smokekit was awfully hungry. She slowly crept up towards the food and sniffed it. It had an awful smell but she had no choice. She opened her mouth and took a mouthful of food. It tasted horrible, but she chewed it and swallowed the disgusting food.

"It's very good." She meowed to Samson. She lied.

"You like it? Well I hate it." He twitched his tail. "Every day I get the same thing. It gets tiring."

"You should come to the forest, it has a lot of prey." Smokekit meowed. The thought of the forest made her toes tingle, she couldn't wait until she escaped.

"Nah. I don't belong in the forest." Samson meowed. "I belong here."

Smokekit looked a bit disappointed that Samson was interested in the forest. "Well, I guess you have your own opinions." She mumbled.

"Yes. Now eat up, you're going to need some energy." He meowed. Smokekit stared at the food and took another agonizing bite, but pretended to enjoy it. Soon she'd be back in the forest with her siblings.

Soon.

Another chapter passed. Fernkit and Dustkit are out of danger for now, but will Smokekit escape and find her siblings? Will Fernkit and Dustkit survive a day alone with just the two of them? Find out in the next chapter!