Died Too Young- Challenge from The Three Tribes
I had always lived on a farm, with cows and pigs and huge fields of corn. My siblings and I lived in a barn, and we made our nests inside of a huge pile of hay, where there were cracks and tunnels everywhere to burrow into. My mother was named Rita, and she was a pretty calico with green eyes. I had several siblings, a big brave gray tabby tom, a nervous black tom with a white paw, and a calico sister. I was a tortoiseshell, and I always followed my big brother, the gray tabby. His name was Simba.
Our father used to tell us stories about big groups of cats who lived far away, even beyond the mountains, where they had moved to find more prey. Father had a funny name, it was Ravenpaw. He told us about brave cats who battled evil ones, and how when cats died there they went to live in the stars! I wanted to live in the stars, and I told father so, too, and he said if I was a good cat that maybe I would.
Wish granted.
We were all playing in the hay, and mother was out hunting, when big tall furless animals came in and tried to catch us! I hid in the hay, and so did Simba, Crow, and Flutter. Then Simba, always the brave one, stepped out to investigate. He didn't look scared at all, so I followed him. I was so busy picking my way down the hay stack I didn't realize that they had scooped him up, and now they were reaching for me!
I squeaked and tried to hind with Crow and Flutter, but they pushed me out because there wasn't enough room! One of the animals picked me up, but it didn't hurt me or eat me. It stroked me and cooed at me, and then put me down. She was really nice.
Simba bragged about being so brave later, and our mother looked worried. "Don't go near those nofurs again," she scolded. "They will take you away, and I will never see you again."
But Simba taunted her and teased her, "Scaredy cat! I bet they wouldn't take us away! I dare you to go up to them again!"
Hurt, I glared back at him. "Why don't you do it, too, scaredy cat?"
"Maybe I will!" He retorted.
So the next time they came, he went out first and I followed him, and sure enough they picked us up and took us away.
We were fed a sweet liquid that was sweeter than milk, but it made me feel sick. I couldn't see anything and I hurt all over.
The nofurs took me to an "animal hospital", and other nofurs stole my blood through a sharp point and put something else in with the same thing. It hurt so much! Simba wasn't anywhere to be seen, and I wished he would come rescue me, but he never came.
Finally the nofurs who took me came in, and they looked really sad. I didn't know why; they took me from my home, and while it was an adventure, I missed the rest of my family. Why should they care? I wasn't old enough to understand yet- just about five moons.
They wrapped me up in a soft fur, and my eyes shut and the world went black.
I was guided to StarClan by a cat with stars in her fur. She had friendly, warm eyes and fur as white as snow. It is always warm and there is always plenty of food. I'm almost happy now. I just have to wait for my brothers and sister.
My father named me Petalkit.
So, this was actually based on my kitten who died before we even got home from the vacation we got her and her brother on. She had diabetes. ;( My parents got me another kitten, and I decided to name them both Nala. My brother was really mean to Simba (as in throw him down the stairs when he was a KITTEN- yeah, I know, he's insane!) and Simba started going crazy and attacking Nala, so she has a pretty sad life, too. :(
Oh, random fact: I chose the name Petalkit because on most of the forums I RP on I base my cat off of both Nalas and named her Petalbreeze.
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