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Tadpole's eyes slowly fluttered open. At first, he didn't know where he was, but then the terrible events from earlier that day came crushing down on him. At least, he thought it was earlier thst day.
He tried to lift his head, but even the slightest movement sent a strike of agonizing pain through his body. So he just laid there for awhile, slowly regaining feeling in each of his limbs. After awhile, he was able to sit up.
He looked around, not recodnizing where he was. He was in the middle of a large clearing, broken furniture and trash lay scattered around him. There were also some large hunks of metal. He couldn't see the twoleg nest where he had last seen his family anywhere, nor could he see any other signs of life. He was all alone.
Sad. Scared. And alone.
Tadpole attempted to blink back the tears that he felt pooling in his eyes. But he failed. They ran out of his eyes and spattered onto the pavement below. He curled up into a ball, trying to make himself as small as possible. He cried silently, feeling he could just lay there forever.
He heard a loud creaking sound, but he ingnored it and continued to sob into his fur. Suddenly, he felt somthing slamming into him, sending him flying across the pavement.
"Ouch. What the?" He growled, sitting up and rubbing his head. Infront of him, was a she-kit. She was a dark gray, with black stripes lining her pelt. She had snowy white paws and ear tips, and ice blue eyes. Her pelt was short, and fit nicely over her lean muscles.
Tadpole eyes the she-cat. "Hey. Wat was that for?" He growled.
The she-cat glared at him. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was just trying to save your life!" She snarled.
"What'do ya mean?" He threw back, matching her attitude.
The cat pointed over to the spot he'd been crying in. "That twoleg monster would have crushed you." She said, turning back to him.
"Twoleg monster?" Tadpole asked.
The she-cat raised an eyebrow at him. "You know. The things that run on the thunderpath."
"Thunderpath?" Tadpole was getting confused.
The she-cat sighed and face-pawed. "I have so much work to do." She grumbled, then she looked back at Tadpole.
"Okay. Do you know what a twoleg is?"
Tadpole nodded.
"Alright. Do you know what a twoleg nest is?"
Tadpole nodded again.
"Alright. Well, thunderpaths are long strips of black pavement. And monsters are the things that travel on them." Tadpole looked worridly at the one that almost squashed him.
Seeing this, the she cat flicked her tail. "No need to worry. That one's dead. They all are. The twolegs take them here when they don't work anymore so they can make them into new things."
Oh. So that's what those hunks of metal were. He thought.
The she-cat looked around. "You won't stand a chance around here. Heck, if I hadn't been here, you would have gotten squished. Come with me. I'll get you outta here." Then she turned around and started to run off.
"Wait!" Tadpole said. She stopped and turned around. "Can it wait? We can talk on the way."
On the way to where? Tadpole thought, but he wasn't about to ask.
"I was just going to ask your name. Mine's Tadpole." The she-cat's eyes shadowed. "That's clasified." She replied.
Tadpole opened his mouth to ask why, but the look she gave him provided no arguement.
"Anyways. Is that all? 'Cause we really need to get going."
Tadpole nodded, and, seeing no other choice, followed her.
A/N: Who is the mysterious she-cat? Why won't she tell her name? Where's she taking Tadpole? Tune in net time to find out. Anywho, hope you liked it. Feel free to check out my other stories as well. That's all for now!
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Peace!