All righty. If anyone here is ready Spots of Black, Tail of Gold, I'm postponing it for now. Sorry. I kinda need to finish this one before I can do much with that one without giving away a bunch of info!
I hope you like this one. If you have been reading my other story, you'll like their names for sure.
Glitterpool
The two tiny kittens made their way deeper into the forest. They passed a huge river with rocks all around, a little stream branching off of the river, a big hollow with sand scattered around in it, a huge sycamore tree... They were just getting to a big pile of rocks when Hatred let out a cry of surprise.
"What is it?" her brother demanded.
"I... don't really know!" she shrieked. "It was... really thin and slippery! And alive! Moving really quick, too!"
Evil shot her a questioning expression. "Seriously? Did it look dangerous? Maybe we shouldn't be here..." he trailed off.
"No!" Hatred cried. "I wanna find ThunderClan! It just scared me, that's all. It wasn't dangerous. Look, there's more of them!"
Both kittens turned toward the rocks. Evil let out a sharp gasp. He knew just as much about them as Hatred, but they seemed very scary. One let out a gaping yawn, showing four huge fangs. Hatred whimpered and pressed closer into her brother.
"Brother..." she mewed uncomfortably.
"Don't worry Sister," he said, reasuring himself more than her. "I'm sure they just want to play."
The slippery things were closing in. The kittens were surrounded.
Suddenly, as if from nowhere, a sharp yowl broke into the air. At once, the things slithered back into the rocks, hiding away. For now.
A huge brown tabby tom burst through the undergrowth, two more cats trailing behind him. At once, he picked Hatred up gently by the scruff. One of the other cats- a small white tom- followed his lead and took up Evil in his teeth. The two kits were too scared to speak as they were carried off.