I'm Following the [ Open; Joining ] Map That Leads To You.
Jun 17, 2014 23:29:52 GMT
Post by new account on Jun 17, 2014 23:29:52 GMT
birch
She ran trought the dark woods, leafes and sticks whiping agenst her face, stones and splinters were pounding her paws. beads of sweat flew off her clammy hot forhead as she raced faster and faster. her eyes were dry and her fur was torn and matted as she feel to the ground, panting. her mind raced to but weeks ago
she was still young, and innocent like she was now. she had met a tom-cat in a ally way, it was love at first sight. she had been all to willing to follow him anywere, to do anything for him. one dark night, she had been led into an ally. '' who is that?'' she said as she and her beloved, walter, aproched a black tom-cat. ''i'v examened the good myself, sir. she is beond your standereds.'' walter shover her forward, onto the cold dirty pavement. ''walter?'' she said, confused as the two began talking again ''when will i be payed?'' ''you wont be. '' ''what do you mean? look at her! shes young,sweet,willing,slim, and unsuspecting. what more do you want?'' he questioned above her ''not only will you not be payed, but you won't get the pleasure of seeing untill tommorow, eather.'' the strange tom gave one swift bite on the neck , and walter was no more than a limp rag doll. ''what are you going to do to me? what you did to him?'' she tryed to sound brave, but her voice quivered. '' what do you think of kids? i think you could use some...hmm...right about now, huh?'' he said in his dark voice.
birch shuddered, not wanting to think about what had happened that dark night. what had happened to her. what she haddn't wanted. why she was conseving a kit now. and what she would always want to undo. to unsee. to unfeel. she heaved herself up, remmembering why she was here, and why she had been running for days. to find a clan. any clan. a clan that would give her kit somewere to live a life worth living. she colapsed at a strog smelling line she assumed was a border. ''if antone can hear me, please dont let my kit die. someone! anyone!'' then her mind went blank. not dead, but not awake. she stayed on the woodland floor like this for a hours, doing absolutly nothing, then she saw the sun start to rise. if she was correct, they sent out a morning border that should find her. she sighed in relife. then somthing small and peach cut into her vision. it was her kit. she licked the kit and whispered with her last breath to it. '' you are to be missleadingkit, of shadowclan. you will live my young one. you...will.....liv.....'' she never finneshed her sentance as she hugged her kit into her heated fur, protecting and encasing it in her dead body.
missleadingkit
she sleeped on a bed of fur, warm,fussy, and large. a voice echoed in her head, imprinted in her memory, never to be forgotten. ''you are to be missleadingkit, of shadowclan. you will live my young one. you...will.....liv.....'' the urgence of the voice made her open her eyes, alert of anything the voice might have refered to.
