Posts by Newtkit

[justify]"YOU!" came the loud shout of Newtpaw. The cream munchkin ran over as fast as his little legs could take him and he gave a few hops before he finally reached them all. "You're my grandmother! Hi!" squealed the excitable scholar.[/justify]

"I hope we can become friends!"

"Fire!" shouted a fearful Newtpaw, far too scared to move.

[justify]"Do ya want me to show you the best games ever?" Newtpaw asked hopefully, wanting to get to know his grandmother and teach her everything she needed for him to deem her 'cool.'[/justify]

He followed Wheatley clumsily, tripping over a couple of times. "Fire," he whispered again.

"Welcome to StormClaaaaaan!" shouted Newtpaw joyfully. "I'm Newtpaw, but you can call me Newt or Newty."

[justify]The tom-cat let out a few load coughs, being tackled. After he was tackled, he couldn't get up again and fell unconscious from inhaling so much smoke.[/justify]

"Aww, okay!" he responded a little sadly.

"Yeah, fun things!" he shouted in delight. He loved all fun. Fun was great.

"Hi, I'm Newtpaw!"

"Hi guys! Can I watch you?"

"Are you all okay?" he smiled.

"Great!"

[justify]The little tom was shaking. He was honestly terrified to move, because this was the place that he'd known all his life. So Newtpaw stood there, his legs shaking and glancing around. "I don't want to go," he cried. "This is our home." He didn't realize that it was the best thing for them to do and he didn't even consider that their new territory may be ten times better, with more things to explore in it.[/justify]

He still trembled. "H-how do you know?"

"Okay," he said, slowly nodding.

"Yeah!" Then he looked at Gildedheart. "I'm the best misfit, aren't I?" He was just joking but he did like to believe that he was one of the best members of the clan.

"Oh, oh, if you want to learn some new games, I can teach you some! Pleaseeeee? I love games so, so, so, so, so, so, so, so..." he carried on for a good while before finally saying, "Much!"

"Y-yeah, Wheatley, thanks," he answered, listening to his mum and everyone else, hanging his head. He'd been here all of his life. Leaving was going to hurt so much. Maybe he had a few moments left before they did. A few more moments in which he could gaze at the territory in.

[justify]The little munchkin apprentice was curled up, sad that they had left what had seemed such a perfect home. It was the place where he'd lived since day one and now it was completely and utterly destroyed. All because of that stupid fire. Whilst he was sure that their new home would be great, Newtpaw couldn't help but... 'grieve.' When it came down to it, he was quite scared when big changes took place.[/justify]