Life in the junkyard

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  • "Gather around", said Streak. (The leader of a rouge group living in the junkyard.) *All cats gather.* "Jingle"....said Streak. "Here", replied Jingle. "Gus...." said Streak. "Here", replied Gus. "Mittens...."said Streak. "Here", said Streak. "Night....." *Silence* "NIGHT....." repeated Streak. "Jingle, where is your brother?" said Streak in an annoyed voice. "Here I am!" Shouted Night as he came padding into the old sewer pipe. "You're late..." said Streak. "I know...." said Night, "Very sorry..."

  • Skye wandered carelessly around the junkyard, ever so often stopping to admire a strange twoleg object, or look at her reflection in a pool of water. As she continued deeper into the site, she smelt faint cat scents and stopped. I don't want to get into any fights. But this place is very interesting. Skye crouched down and slowly slunk across the junkyard, finally stopping behind an old, rusty monster, and peered over at Streak and the cats.

  • "What took you so lon-"..he stopped. "What is that smell" Streak wondered alound. "It smells like another cat", said Jingle."Go search around" ordered Streak. "Mittens, stay here and help me watch the prey. we were lucky today." said Streak.

  • Skye gulped, then looked around for a place to hide. This'll have to do. She told herself as she leaped into the rusty monster. The twoleg stench stung her nose, and she sneezed. What a lousy place to hide.

  • A screech filled the air and the cat leaped out of a junk heap.
    Her eyes flashed with fury as she whipped around to see a twoleg with a net.
    She darts for the exit and is blocked by five dogs.
    She lets out a furious growl, she feels the twoleg get closer and she streaks toward another direction, passing cats on her way. A wound in her shoulder bleed out as she runs on. She had passed them twice, what were they doing? there were dogs!

  • "I see...." Streak replied. "Well leave! This is only for my group...unless you would like to join as well." Streak said in a hiss.

  • "No!" Skye shouted, disgust in her voice. "I would never join you. I'm a rogue, and rely on no one but myself." She took a step back, and tossed her head to the side.

  • The she cat stayed and watched.
    What were they arguing about? Why join his what?
    She was confused, she tried to listen in and found herself being too close.
    " A loner? around here?"
    she whispered.
    "She shouldn't be here, alone at least,"

  • "Fine..."Streak said. "Then get out of here, or I'll make you leave myself". Streak said angrily.

  • The cat was refusing to leave?
    Her heart stopped and everything paused for a moment.
    "Oh, no..." she whispered.

  • "JINGLE!!" Streak yelled. "Bring the others over here immediatly" Streak ordered. "We have some work to do." *Jingle and the others padded over to where Streak and the other cat were.*