So first the first chapter is here! Hope you enjoy.
'The stars are bright tonight.' Red noticed as he limped through the streets. A band of rouges was no more than a day behind and are slowly catching up. 'They will catch me soon.' Red thought. He was a little more than a five moons old and managed to live a week by himself. This made Red proud, but in the back of his mind he knows he is going to die but he yet held hope.
Remembering the rouges, the largest group in town, see nothing else, but the death of the cats they lay their eyes on. Every noise scared him; the chirping of birds, the sound of wind blowing leaves around the streets, and most of all, the forest. Red still remembers what Maple used to tell him about; Warriors of the forest, but as far as he was concerned, this was his lone prospect of endurance.
He missed Maple, she always used to tell him stories about the clans. He remembered her death to protect him, to grant him a chance. Sacrificing herself and bought him enough time to escape. Now after traveling all the way across the city, lays that very forest, hopefully a place that he could call home. The moon shined on the green leaves, making them glow In the dark night. The undergrowth was dense with small bugs flying around them. A small sound seemed to be coming from the forest that made Red shiver. The breeze appeared to grow cold as he withdrew a pace nearer. His fear made him feel like he was going to explode, but he felt drawn the forest as he got closer and closer and his fear continued to grow. He filled out through the forest unable to contain himself. The twigs crunched loudly under his feet, and the breeze was beginning to smell heavily of cats, and something else.
Snap! Crack! Red stood still. The sound was coming from somewhere, but where? A scent suddenly hit his nose, whipping around and hissing angrily. Before him stood a full grown fox. The fox snarled. Its yellow teeth looked daunting in the moonlight. Red had little battle training, but was no where close to be able to fight off a fox. He hissed and unsheathed his claws and a split second later the fox leaped towards Red. Red jumped aside with a whisker length to spare. Before Red had a chance to recover the fox leaped again tackling Red in the side. Red yelped and breathed heavily. Yowls could be heard in the background, but Red did not care. Red swiped his paw at the fox hitting its nose. Little beads of blood began dripping down from its nozzle.
The fox growled and stared into the Reds' eyes. The yowling was closer now and Red identified them as cats, but the fight still was not over. The fox lunged again and grabbed Reds scruff and shaking Red around. Blood slowly started streaming down his neck. 'Please Maple help me!' Another yowl went through the air. It was close this time. The fox dropped Red back down. The Earthin front of him was slowly disappearing in front his eyes the fox stood above him, as if to gloat over its victory. It stared down at Red, teeth bared and prepared to get to its kill. Red squeezed his eyes close. 'So this is the way I will die?' Red thought to himself. 'I will dying to a half-hearted fox and I am accepting this?' Red almost couldn't believe himself, time seemed to slow down as the fox's head slowly got closer. He prepared for the pain he was about to endure.
Sorry if you did not enjoy the lack of talking in this chapter. With one character so far that increases the difficulty of the writing a little bit.