*THIS WAS ALREADY ACCEPTED BY DUSKY*
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Challenge: Take Me Away
Words: 100 minimum
Words Used In Story: 752
Description: Write either a poem or a short story about a kit's death. Be sure to make it extremely sad. It can be OCs or ones from the Warrior series
Additional Info - This one is a special one. If you make the mods really sad or get their eyes watery, then this will count as two challenges. BUT, if you make ME (aka Xixi) cry, you will automatically jump to the next rank.
~3rd POV~
Maple trudged in the snow carrying a scrawny squirrel, her kit scampering behind her. Her kit, Mist, had just opened her eyes and now, they're making this cold and hard journey.
"Come on, little one. We're almost there," she urged her tiny kit. They were heading to this place where cats called a 'Clan'. Maybe they can have a better life there.
The mother and daughter later entered the undergrowth of the forest. The place strongly smelled of cats. Maple hid her little kit in a ferns as she looked for help.
"Hey you!" Maple felt a huge body bringing her down. She struggled to escape her attacker's grasp, but he had her pinned down. "What are you doing on Thunderclan territory?" the tom demanded. After all this time, she thought Thunderclan would be the most welcoming. " Why would you want to know?" Maple retorted. The tom dug his claws deeper into her chest, blooding welling out from the wound.
"Deermask! Who's that?" Another tom came padding up to Deermask, his muscles rippling under his pelt. "Just an intruder, Mousestar," Deermask responded. Maple flinched as Mousestar place his claws on her throat. "You want to know to know what we do to rouge intruders?" he hissed into her ear. Maple twisted and flung Deermask off of her and raced back to Mist, the two toms right behind her. Just then, Mousestar tugged her tail and pinned her down once more. "So you want this the hard way!" the Thunderclan leader growled as he continued to shred Maple's back. Deermask joined him and they tortured the she-cat for what seems like eternity. The two toms finally let Maple go and escorted her to the Shadowclan border. "Have fun with Shadowclan, you piece of dung!" Mousestar called as he trotted back into the undergrowth.
"Hey you, rouge!" Maple spun around and immediately got into a defensive stance. A dark golden she-cat leapt down from a tree and calmly padded towards Maple.
"I'm Goldenfeather, deputy of Shadowclan. I promise not to hurt you," the Shadowclanner mewed,"I saw you with your kit. If you wish, I will help you get her back." Maple stared back into Thunderclan territory, imagining their cats slicing her belly and sinking their fangs into her throat. "It's no use," Maple muttered as the snow storm picks up, "She's gone now." A single tear rolled down her cheek as she choked. Her beautiful kit. Gone.
"I'm so sorry," Goldenfeather mewed sympathetically, "Follow me. Shadowclan will welcome you better than those Thunderclan foxhearts." She turned around and walked deeper into Shadowclan territory. Maple followed.
~3 moons later, Mist's POV~
I was found by a Thunderclan patrol and was brought here. Mother left me and never came back. I am now known as Mistkit, future warrior of Thunderclan!
I snuggled beside Waterwisp, my foster mother. I like to think that she's Maple, my real mother.
Just then, I heard a battle yowl. "Shadowclan, attack!" I watched in horror as Shadowclan warriors poured into the Thunderclan camp.
"Maple! Kill the kits!" I heard a cat say. No! No no! They were going to kill me!
A muscular she-cat busted into the nursery. Waterwisp stood up and pushed me to the back of den. With one blow to the neck, Maple managed to knock out and kill the pregnant queen.
"Any last words, kit?" Maple menacingly growled as she held up a bloody claw. Tears formed under my eyes as I recalled Mother's loving and affectionate face. It was hard to believe that this merciless murderer was actually her.
"Mother! Please stop! Don't you remember me? I'm Mist, your kit!" I desperately cried.
"Nice try, runt," Maple scoffed, "I have no kit! My kit was gone! Gone!" I could see her eyes clouding with grief. If only she knew her little kit was right here. Maple brought her claw down on my neck and pressed down. Hard.
"Mist! I avenge you today!" Mother yowled as she pierced my throat. I let out a silent wail of agony, but darkness beat me to it.
I opened my eyes again. I knew where I was. Starclan. "Mistkit!" I heard a familiar voice. The starry spirit of Waterwisp padded up to me.
"Why? Why did Mother kill me? Doesn't she love me?" I mewed. The mother I admired and looked up to. The mother that would love me no matter what. Why had she given up so easily? Why had she lost faith so quickly? Why?
I know Dusky already accepted this but I want to see if Xixi cry...
