Hello people! I will be working on this story next to life as it truly is, and will try to get either one out every week. I hope you enjoy this one! Anyway let's start.
When people see me they think nothing of it. Just another normal cat in a sea of blandness. My looks are nothing too remarkable. I have grey fur with white paws, that's it. Even my friends seem normal. You got the jokester and the voice of reason. I'm just a warrior one that may want a better life, but still love my current situation and wouldn't change it for the world.
My daily routine is the same everyday; wake up, go on patrol, eat after, talk with friends, and got to sleep. That was the most stable part of my day, and the first one to go.
It all started when our deputy, Goldeyes, assigned me to morning patrol. This itself was not strange, and happened quite often. The real problem was during the patrol, when one of the apprentices chased a mouse across our border. It earned him a scolding, but no one was worried. It happened all the time, Fogclan would understand. That's what we thought until the worst possible cat showed up, Darkwisker. Darkwisker seems nice enough her dark fur and light blue eyes give off the absolute wrong vibe. She might be a genuinely nice cat, but she hates our clan for seemingly no reason. And this hate causes her to try any way to get someone from our clan in trouble.
"Hey! Don't walk away! I saw what you did." She yelled in the most condescending way she could. I immediately turn around because I know that ignoring her will only escalate things.
"So? it was just an accident." I try and say calmly though my fur betrays me.
"How do I know I can trust you? You could have been stealing prey for all I know." She gasped at my nonchalant answer.
"Seriously we don't want to start anything, so just let us go home and all will be fine" Risingdawn, a cat on the patrol, said.
I started to walk away, but Darkwisker was intent on making trouble "I'll tell Smokestar!" And that got me to stop.
I was fine with Darkwisker, but if she brought Smokestar into this I know that it wouldn't end well. For all her stubbornness she was devilishly good at telling lies. She could convince a rock that hedgehogs could fly. Go ahead and tell Smokestar. I don't care." Risingdawn challenged.
I shot him a look saying that it was a bad idea, but he sent one back saying it was fine. "Okay see you later with Smokestar!" She mewed happily. It brought about fear of how mouth she liked our suffering.
I made this really quick, and don't know exactly how many errors there might be. But hoped you enjoyed this little chapter.