Post by ¥Flamepelt¥ on May 25, 2008 13:01:16 GMT -5
Flamepelt looks through the brush at the twoleg's den. She wonders how kittypets can survive living with them. Flamepelt walks out of the brush and jumps onto the dens window. "I hope this doesn't kill me." She says to herself. Flamepelt gatherers up her courage and yowls loudly at the window. "What was that?" A twoleg says. Theres a rustling noise and an elderly twoleg comes to the window. "Awww." It says. "Look John!" The female twoleg calls to her mate. "Look at this cat. It's the biggest one I have ever seen." Flamepelt shakes but stays where she's at. Another elderly twoleg comes to the window."Well I'll be." He says "This looks like the cat my nephew had a couple months back. Isn't that something." The female twoleg opens the window and picks up Flamepelt with gentle hands. "What kind of cat is she John?" She asks the male twoleg. "Well Mary, my brother said it wasn't a cat at all." The male called John says. "Well if it isn't a cat then what is it?" Mary asks. "He said it was a wolf-cat hybrid." John says, looking at Flamepelt. "Oh, isn't that special? We have a wolf-cat." Mary says excitedly. She sets Flamepelt on the ground and pets her gently. Flamepelt purrs. "Whats this?" Mary says, feeling Flamepelts old collar rapped around her leg. "It says Flame on it. Well let's call you Songflame." "Songflame?" Flamepelt thinks. "Not bad." Mary walks to the refrigerator and gives Flamepelt some meat. "I hope you eat meat Songflame." Flamepelt sniffs the meat and eats it. "Not as good as the prey in the forest but not bad." She says to herself. After Flamepelt was done eating she went to the door and yowled loudly. "Songflame? Why do you want out? It's so late." Flamepelt keeps yowling. "OK Songflame" John says as he opens the door. Flamepelt shoots out the door like a rocket. She kept running until she came to the brush. "I made it." She says to herself. All of a sudden she hears multiple growls. "Who's there?" She snarls. "Keep away!" An animal hisses. Flame pelt scents the air and freezes. She smells five cats surrounding her. All of them kittypets but one. "What do you want?" Flame pelt growls. The leader, a black tabby tom, comes out of the shadows. Flamepelt's eyes widen. "I recognize your scent." The tom says. "Your scent is exactly like the cat I killed many moons ago." "Now I remember." Flamepelt says, her eyes turning a dark red color. "Welcome back Bloodclaw." To be continued in The rise of bloodclaw.....
