Me: Hey everybody. Brightcloud0915 here with Chapter Three of Blood Ties All Together. Please enjoy, and Kitt could you do the disclaimer please.
Kitt: Sure I'll do it. Okay so Brightcloud0915 does not own Warriors, that's Erin Hunter's thing, but she owns me, Snowflake, Raven, Maple, Flashfur and many other whom I don't feel like mentioning at this time. So how'd I do chief.
Me: Are you talking to me? Well you did great in any case.
Snowflake: Now onto Chapter Three.
Chapter Three
Snowflake watched her brother sleeping. She made sure he was asleep before walking away. Snowflake heard a sighing sound coming from her mother. She stopped and stood stock still. She glanced over at her mother, and watched as the older she-cat turned over in her restless dream. Snowflake let out the breath she had been holding and padded out of the clearing.
Raven said he'd take me hunting later, but I'll show him. I'll catch a lot of prey, and make him and mother proud, Snowflake thought as she entered the forest. The white she-cat smiled as she padded away from her home. She made sure her steps were light, and she listened intently for any sound of prey. A slight rustling caught her attention.
Snowflake turned her head towards the sound. Suddenly a small brown shape hurtled out of the undergrowth straight at the she-cat. Snowflake didn't think she just dove at the mouse, snapping the poor creature's spine as she landed. She let out a satisfied purr, and buried the mouse. Then she trudged on searching for more prey. She didn't have to go far before she saw the russet fur of a squirrel.
She quickly crouched down and slunk forward keeping her tail hovering in the middle, not too high and not too low. When she was close enough to jump and catch the squirrel she pounced. The squirrel let out a shriek, and tried to climb the tree, but Snowflake had landed on its tail. She quickly dispatched it with a swift bite to the neck.
I think that's enough hunting for today. Who knows what that squirrel's cry attracted? I'd better get my mouse and go home, Snowflake thought. With that she spun on her heel, and walked back the way she came. She quickly found the buried mouse, and uncovered it. She picked it up, and began to carry it back to her home. She hadn't gone far when she heard something much bigger than a mouse following her.
She spun around and was confronted by a silvery gray she-cat with amber eyes. The she-cat looked surprised. Snowflake noticed a black collar.
She's a kittypet, Snowflake meowed mentally. The white she-cat noticed that the kittypet she-cat was looking at her strangely.
"Are you okay? Do you need any help?" the silvery she-cat asked. Snowflake set down the squirrel, and mouse.
"Yes I'm fine, and I shouldn't need any help. My name's Snowflake. What's yours?" Snowflake meowed.
"My name's Kitt. Nice to meet you Snowflake," the she-cat purred.
"What are you doing around here? Don't you know it's dangerous for a kittypet out here," Snowflake said, "Are you looking for someone?"
"Yes I am. I'm looking for a cat named Maple. Do you know her?" Kitt asked. Snowflake was shocked.
"You know my mother? I can take you with me. I was going home anyway," Snowflake said. Kitt looked surprised for a moment then nodded.
"That would be nice would you really do that?" Kitt meowed. Snowflake nodded. Then she picked up the squirrel, and mouse. Kitt followed her as she led the way back home.
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Kitt followed Snowflake until they came to a clearing. Once in the open space Kitt was awestruck. The clearing was stunning. She glanced around and saw the small white she cat with the mismatched eyes that she had met in the forest taking the squirrel and mouse to a pile of prey. Snowflake was her name. As her eyes continued roving the clearing she saw a small black tom, and an older white she-cat with one brown paw.
The silvery gray she-cat padded over to the white she-cat. She sat down in front of her friend.
"Maple get up. Why didn't you come and visit me like you promised? I can't believe you had kits. Now get up or I'll claw you," Kitt said playfully. Maple bolted upright her eyes wide and flicking everywhere. Then they landed on the she-cat in front of her.
"Kitt is it really you?" the white she-cat purred. Kitt nodded.
"Of course it's me ya stupid furball. Why didn't you come to see me, huh? Why didn't you tell me that you were gonna have kits?" Kitt meowed. Maple laughed, and Kitt joined in.
"Well I'll explain. I couldn't come and see you because of those rogues that moved in. I didn't want to risk leading them to my kits. And it was because of them that I couldn't tell you I was going to have kits. My mate was going to escort me home, but the rogues cut us off. They did this for three whole days. Then the fourth day was when I had my kits. And how did you know I had kits? How did you even get here?" Maple asked her old friend.
"Oh both those questions can be answered with one answer. I met your daughter while she was hunting in the woods," Kitt meowed. Maple looked worried.
"She wasn't supposed to be out there without her brother, but what's done is done. Can't do anything about it now. And it's gotten late. You should stay here for the night and we can catch up," Maple meowed. Kitt nodded.
"Okay I'll stay," the silvery gray she-cat said. Then the two she-cats settled down, and told each other what had been happening in their lives since they had last seen each other. The talked until the moon rose, and then fell asleep side by side.