A hunted she-cat seeks hidden shelter in ThunderClan territory

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    Silverswift rushed through the forest, out of breath, trying to escape from a group of four rogues close behind her. A wound on her left hind leg stained her beautiful, glossy coat with her blood. She paused for a moment to rest her leg and catch her breath but the scent of her pursuers quickly tingled back into her senses again. She looked around desperately for a place to hide. A hole under the roots of a dead, hollow tree caught her attention and she immediately rushed inside it, covering herself in the damp leaves to try and hide her scent. As the four rogues approached, she closed her eyes and preyed for a miracle. 'Starclan.....help me' she begged in her thoughts.

    Spotpelt watched from a nearby tree. When he saw the rogues coming towards the cat under the trees, the black and white cat jumped down onto the back of the leading cat. He bit down on it's neck and felt warm blood hit his tounge. Feeling the body go limp he jumped back in surprise

    Silverswift watched as the mysterious cat fought off the rogues and scared them away. Once their scent was gone, she slowly crawled back out into the open to meet the cat that saved her. "Thank you, I was worried they had me that time" she thanked her mysterious savior.

    "Those four have been chasing me for some time now...is this forest part of one of the four clans?" she asked as she rested her hurt leg

    Spotpelt layed down. "Yes. This is ThunderClan territory" he mewed. "But don'y worry. I won't chase you off" he mewed sweetly

    Silverswift smiled "Thank you...could you possibly take me to the camp? I need a place to stay to get away from the rogues chasing me...I can help your clan once my leg is better" she requested

    "Thank you again" Silverswift mewed in appreciation, getting and limping next to Spotpelt, getting ready to head for the camp



    Ooc: Who's the current leader of ThunderClan?

    Honeykit skipped towards the two cats, suddenly freezing at the scent of blood. The blue and white tabby had snuck out of camp for the third or fourth time, but totally hadn't expected to stumble upon this scene.


    [OOC] Actually, there are two leaders: Wrathstar and Acestar. (:

    Honeykit looked at Spotpelt for a moment before grinning and chirping, "Hello, Spotpelt! Fancy seeing you here. Er, I was just on my way.. to.." The blue and white tabby paused before lying, "Find my new mentor! Yep, I'm Honeypaw now." It was obvious that the green-eyed kit wasn't telling the truth, as she was just three-and-a-half moons of age.

    "Why are you sneaking out of camp? little kit? you know that's going to get you trouble, right?" Silverswift asked the little kit, lying down to rest her hurt leg.

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    Spyro-and-Cynder wrote:


    Spotpelt rolled his eyes, a purr rising in his throat. "Oh really? Then who is your new mentor?" he asked


    "Um, a she-cat named.. uh.. Fireflyspark," Honeykit meowed, inventing a cat randomly.


    Silverswift wrote:


    "Why are you sneaking out of camp? little kit? don't you know it's dangerous out here?" Silverswift asked the little kit, lying down to meet her eye level.


    "There are so many things wrong with what you just said and did. One, I am not that short – I'm on my way to four moons old. Two, this is totally not the first time I've snuck out of camp. Three, I am not a little kit. Four, no it isn't dangerous out here. This is ThunderClan turf and any intruders are gonna have their butts whipped by ThunderClan warriors," Honeykit meowed. Though her words were rather harsh, her tone wasn't.