Invasion of the Garden Gnomes! [ retired badge event]

Cobrakit squeaked in pain every time ceramic was plucked out of his paws. After it was done, Cobrakit limped out. "Thank you!" he mewed to Wildclaw.

Silentpaw rapidly wrapped her paw with cobwebs, tightening it slightly with her teeth. "There." She muttered. Digging a hole in the ground, she buried the herbs for later to take care of the slice. She turned around, only to crash inot a gnome.

SharpTongue wandered aimlessly through the forest after making sure Cobrakit returned safely to the camp.
As he wandered with no purpose, he thought about the silly little creature he had seen smashed and had smashed himself.
He eventually decided to look for some food, so scented the air.

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A tiny kit, who could'nt be more then 3 moons old, was in a tree. He was watching the other cats unawares. He was not from Shadowclan, that was for sure. He was dangerous, and... absolutely adorable. Little Hollow was the fluffiest little kit you ever saw. His black fur was soft and beautiful, which he hated. His yellow eyes were also adorable, always wide with curiosity. He hated being cute. He was a loner, a dangerous warrior! Not a baby. But others saw him differently. Anyways, in the dark upper branches of the tree, he could not be seen with the black of his pelt.

1.

your welcome mewed wildclaw to cobrakit

Hollow smiled. They had no idea that he was watching. Maybe these clan cats ought to learn how to scent a cat in a tree. Nothing would be more embarrassing to him then being the one not knowing another cat was there. He was always the one watching. Would anycat spot him?

2.

While hunting, Sharptongue scented something...It was a cat, but he couldn't name the scent. He could tell it was a young cat, and not from his clan.
He decided it wasn't a threat, but he followed the scent anyway so he could send the kit on his or her way. The trail on the forest floor wasn't very strong, so he must have passed a while before.

Hollow almost purred with amusement. Finally, someone noticed. He did not draw attention to himself as he perched in the tree. He slunk farther into the shadows of the branches and narrowed his bright yellow eyes. Maybe he would take a nap, let the cat find him. Or, he could play a game. While the cat passed under him, he made a daring leap right over his head and landed in another tree. This time he did purr with amusement. A game!

3.

Sharptongue hissed and threw the cat off.
"I'm busy!" He spat.

As he reached a tree, where the smell was strongest, but as he passed over it, he heard a rustle of tree branches and saw a flash of black as the fuzzy kit jumped from the tree and on to another. Sharptongue padded up to the new tree and shouted up to the little tom.
"Excuse me," he said loudly. "You seem to have found yourself in ShadowClan territory and you must leave."
The kit giggled harshly.
"If you don't leave, I will have no choice but to bring you back to camp, where the leader will decide what to do with you."
He waited impatiently for a response.

Now Hollow was frustrated. This warrior didn't want to play! Shame, because he really did. When the warrior told him he was in Shadowclan territory, Hollow smirked. So that was where he was. No wonder it was familiar. There was a secret passage, right near here. Maybe he could still have fun after all. Hollow hissed rudely when he said he had to take him to the camp. Hah! Anyone taking Hollow anywhere was nonsense. He may be small, but he was a formidable opponent even to full grown cats. But no cat guessed that before hand. He sat in his tree and thought for a moment about where that hidden place was. Oh yeah. So, with another leap straight to the ground, Hollow yelled "As if any cat could take me anywhere I don't want to go! I'm going to sneak right back and follow you to your camp, and murder your leader!" he called, darting out into the forest green and then something odd happened. To Sharptongue, and any other cat, it looked like Hollow ran right into a tree and disappeared.

4.

Though the kitten was fast, SharpTongue was faster.
No kitten could beat him in a race, and he pounced at the small kitten's heels.
It fell to the ground, and he held it down as it attacked his legs. The small kitten was good with his claws, but a kitten is still no match for an adult cat.

Although he was trapped inside a tree hollow with the kitten, the close proximity made it so the kitten couldn't escape.

Hollow grinned. The warrior thought he had him. "Keh heh heh. After I get your leader, i'll finish off with the deputy" he added. With a touch of his paw to the ground below them, the loose dirt gave way and both kit and warrior were falling. Hollow waited for the precise moment when he needed to dart, then in midair ran into a kit-sized tunnel in the side of the hole. Weather the warrior had his tail or not, Hollow made sure to bite at his own heels as he traveled father into the tunnel. No cat bigger then Hollow would be able to fit inside the hole. If the warrior continued to fall, he would land relatively safely and into a small chamber that used to be a nest. Hollow continued until he finally reached a little underground den for kits, originally made by squirrels. He sighed with release and grinned. There was no way the warrior was getting him now.

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