Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon or Warriors, they belong to Nintendo and Erin Hunter respectively.
Another day of wandering the forest...
I've never felt this lonely before, because of all of my friends back in the Dreamyard. My best friend was, surprisingly, a Munna, and her name was Yume.
I know that since I'm a Dark-type, and shes a Psychic-type, that should make us enemies right?
But despite our type differences, she's awfully nice to me.
..The only thing bad about her is that she likes to sleep a lot. But that doesn't bother me, sleeping is just what her species does.
If I'm lucky, I get to play with her...2 times a week. Yep, that's how long she sleeps.
-SNAP-
I snapped my head back to where the snap sounded. ..What was that?
-RUSTLE-
I hear footsteps... somethings coming this way.
Oh, well, let them come. A battle can relieve some of my loneliness.
I unsheathed my claws and crouched down, hiding in the thick undergrowth.
...Wait... I hear another set of footsteps!
...And another...
...And another.
Great, I'm out-numbered. Well, the most rational thing to do is...
RUN!
I took off in the opposite direction, just as a voice called out, "Wait!" The voice was really masculine.
...Like I'm going to stop!
As I'm running through the forest, I hear the footsteps behind me, getting closer and closer.
Fantastic, their faster than me too?!
"Stop!"
Well, there's no point in running any more, since there's a gigantic thorn stuck in my front left paw!
I tumbled down, tripping over a tree root, twisting my back right paw.
Wow, today's just not a good day for me.
I laid there on the forest floor, ignoring the pain in my back right paw, trying to get the thorn out of my front paw, but it was so deep!
The rapid footstep slowed to a stop, and a small figure appeared just over the tree root.
...Great.
The figure gasped, and called to the back of him, "Lionheart, it's just a kit!" His voice was really younger and a little more high-pitched.
Excuse me, kit?!
I'll have you know I'm 7 moons old!
...That still makes a kit doesn't it?
"A kit?" The masculine voice from before sounded close, and a huge figure appeared just next to the young tom.
Uh oh, this guy is a lot bigger than I thought he was...
"Are you injured?" The huge tom, Lionheart, spoke.
Its obvious that I'm injured you dum-dum, why would I stop running?!
But I can't say that, these cats can kill me!
"..Yes, I twisted my paw, and there's a big thorn stuck in the other." I mewed in the most pitiful voice I could muster.
This seemingly won him over, as he came over and looked at the one with a thorn in it with a sympathetic look. And he reached down and yanked it out!
I squeaked, "Ow!"
"Lick it." Lionheart simply commanded. The young tom stared at us with curious amber eyes. I lapped at my swollen paw, trying to stop the bleeding.
Rapid footsteps sounded and 2 more cats appeared.
"Whats going on?" A sleek black and grey tabby tom roughly asked.
"This kit is injured, Darkstripe." Lionheart calmly answered.
"A kit?" A swift tabby tom spoke.
Great, all of them are toms?
"What is a kit doing out in the forest by itself?" Darkstripe spoke with suspicion.
"Aw lighten up Darkstripe, shes only a kit!" the swift tabby responded.
"Runningwind, go back to camp and tell Bluestar that I'm bringing a kit back." Lionheart suddenly reached down and picked me up by my scruff!
"Yes Lionheart." Runningwing took off at a extreme speed.
Wow! Even if I didn't get the thorn and trip, they still would have caught me.
"We're bringing her with us?" Darkstripe snorted with disdain.
"Yeah Darkstripe, we can't leave a kit out in the forest!" The young tom, who was quiet, spoke up.
Darkstripe snorted in response.
...I don't like Darkstripe.
Lionheart broke out into a pace, trying not the bounce me, but miserably failing.
The others fell in behind him.
What have I gotten myself into?
End of Ch. 2
In case your wondering, here's Morrigan's move list:
Dark Pulse
Night Slash
Aerial Ace
Echoed Voice
Why such a move list? Well, to make the story more fun of course! Purrloin can learn these moves too.