I crouched low, backing into a bush, though it was no use whether I was hidden or not, as I knew the creature would find me. I was just hoping it wasn't a fox or badger. I shut my eyes as I listened to the rustling of the bush next to me, though I dared to peak, it only heightened my fear as I saw nothing. I attempted to pick up the scent of whatever had come to find me, but my senses were overwhelmed with those of the musty forest. Well, I guess it isn't a fox. I concluded, guessing the scent would have overwhelmed me, as described in the books. There was no stench of death near me, so I supposed I was safe. But what had crawled out of the bush hadn't left. I crawled out of the bush to see a white cat, his eyes blue as the sky. I tensed with wide eyes as I tried to back away, but was blocked by the tangling branches. Before I could decide whether to flee under the cover of the bush, the cat spoke "What's a pretty kittypet like you doing out in the big bad forest?" he asked, I wasn't sure if I had caused my pelt to bristle of if that was the natural reaction I took. Either way, I knew I couldn't be known to the rest of the cats in the forest as a 'kittypet', so I spoke up "I'm not a kittypet..." I answered quietly, it seemed my shyness was still there, but he seemed to of heard
"Well, you smell like a two-leg." he pointed out, though there was something about how he spoke to me that made me slightly annoyed
"That doesn't mean I'm a house cat." I retorted, though there was a slither of me that urged me to growl at him, I was still to nervous to speak loudly.
"House cat? Hmm, I suppose you're not from around here, are you? You don't smell like any of the other clans, and certainly not like a rouge." he stated, "But your fur isn't as preened as a kittypet." I wasn't sure what he was suggesting, but I realised I should make up a reason for that... Hmm, let's see... I know that some people put food out for strays... then it hit me, that would be the only reason I would've survived, other than being a kittypet, without the knowledge of how to hunt, I would've been as good as dead!
"That's because... I-I've had to eat kittypet food. I don't know how to hunt or fight." I explained, making sure I sounded embarrassed
"So why are you in the forest, beautiful?" he asked again, gazing at me, making me agitated
"Stop calling me that." I huffed, even though it was nice to be called it, for once, I found it uncomfortable in this situation
"Stop avoiding my question." he chuckled, winking at me, I felt my neck begin to bristle, the sound of another bush rustling make me jump
"Skysong!" the voice growled, obviously a she-cat "Where are you, you insufferable lump!" she hissed, clearly agitated by his disappearance, the tom turned towards the raven black she-cat as she pushed through the bush. This was my chance to hide, as I turned, I was tackled Ow I whispered, the weight of the white tom on me making it hard for me to breath "Hi Vixenshade." he meowed sheepishly "I-I was... Uh... Chasing this-this rouge out of our territory!" he quickly lied
"Oh, you mean this-" she grabbed my scruff and pulled my out from under his paws "'rouge'?" she asked "She smells more like a kittypet than a rouge!" Vixenshade growled, dropping me on the ground, I had another chance to think. Maybe it would be good if I was taken back to their camp. I wondered, standing up, before nearly being knocked over by the large black she-cat, whose lightening yellow eyes unnerved me. "You're coming back to camp with us." she grumbled slightly, watching me with amusement as I staggered, managing to stay standing.
This is going to be fun.