When you realize you spelled the name of your story wrong. I mean, seriously! I feel super dumb. I spelled coming wrong! Coming! Ugh.

Me:Okay, time to check on my st-wait...does that spelling look right?

Brain:Hmm...nah, I think you spelled it wrong. It's C-O-M-I-N-G.

Me:WHAT?!

So yeah.

Review Replies:

Cobrastar:I know! I love Bluestar. When she died, I may or may not have cried. Makes so much sense it rhymes. XD

Chickenspoon42:Cool. I hoped that I made it rather obvious. XD

Sooo...enjoy my weirdness of a story!

The next morning, Spark was feeling a bit better. The mysterious cat from "Starclan" had helped a lot. Still, she was hungry, homeless, and cold. Bleh.

The kitten looked around the huge field for anything that could help her. She found nothing, other than some dogs, which she carefully avoided. Dogs had killed her family, ergo, she would always hate them.

After spending a good 3 hours wandering around, she came across a lake. A huge, sparkling, blue lake. It took her breathe away. She didn't even hear the footfalls of the dog until it lunged at her.

With a high-pitched squeak, she barely managed to leap out of the way of the canine's fangs. She rolled to the left, got up, and ran as fast as she could towards the lake. She could hear the dog give chase, and she knew it was faster. Just 5 feet away...

4 feet...

3 feet...

2.

With a jump, the silver kit landed in the lake. She thrashed her tiny limbs, trying to get to the surface. She finally broke surface and gasped air into her lungs. The dog's own swimming could be heard, and she knew that it would find and kill her. She hoped it would be quick.

Just as she gave up hope, something caught her eye. A large stone circle was surrounding a hole in the hill near the lake. Desperate, she paddled towards it. When she was close enough, she hurdled herself in. Gasping for breath, she slowly stood up.

The hole had lead into a tunnel. There was a deep stream of water down the middle, with concrete on either side. It had many tunnels, stretching out as far as Spark could see. She decided to live there.

After about a day of wandering in the strange place, she found a little alcove that would serve as her den.

Later that day, she found and killed a frog. It wa delectable. With a happy sigh, she started off to her den.

Aw yeah, who's ready for Sewer-Spark?! XD I should call her that... Anypotatoes, sorry for not updating in forever. I had school, Halloween, a Halloween Dance, another little story I had to write for science, sickness, and one of my dogs passed away. ,( Yeah, I'm making dogs villains in this book, but I actually love 'em. I've had 5 in my life, not counting puppies that they've had, and only 1 cat. XD Have a nice day/night! Toodles! (P.S., happy All Souls Day!)

~KitKat