100 Tales 69
Secrets
Lots of cats in ThunderClan have secrets. The leader has secrets. The warriors have secrets.
You have secrets.
Heck, even I have secrets!
I disappeared as a kit. Everybody wondered where I was. The truth was, I was in Twolegplace, in
a cage, being held against my own will. I wasn't happy—far from it. I was fed dung and tortured
every day.
One day, I was sold to some nicer cats who, coincidentally, lived on a farm near the Clans. Their
names were Night and Dune. They were trying to save us little innocent kits from the wrath of
our slave owners. They didn't get to save every kit, however; since even with the amount that
they and the kits on their farm hunt every moon, some cats still had more and besides, it would
look a little suspicious if they were taking every kit.
They did every third kit, or so. I got lucky! I was taken by them, and released back to my Clan
after only two moons of this torture. Of course, I had to stay on their farm for a week or so,
first—I had to heal my wounds and clean my fur, and act like I wasn't so hungry that I could eat
the moon! Luckily, when I went back to my Clan, my secret was never discovered. I simply told
them that I had been out on an adventure or something like that at the time, and I had simply
decided to come back.