Post by hige on Oct 9, 2007 12:11:23 GMT -5
Heya, i'm gonna start writing it soo, it's about a cat called Flower. She is a good cat, always does what she's told, yadda yadda, but she's misunderstood. She is heartbroken inside because of a secret love in her life, but soon a new one comes along to distract her. *~*
Flowerpaw padded along the dry, cracked ground, the cool breeze refreshing her every now and then. She smiled to herself, and she felt like singing. There was nothing like a day like this, she thought to herself. The birds were flying around, the sky wa a deep blue, and the mountains rose up just beyond Thunder clan. Flower paw meandered down the stream, humming a tune to herself, and didn't even bother to attempt to catch any of the mice of voles that lay sleeping in the hedgerows. She yawned, and slumped down for a quick snooze. The young she-cat dreamt. She dreamt that she was running in a field full of flowers, her name sake. In her dream she stopped to rest, and her own face popped out of a flower. ''Zionstar,''it said. Flower leapt up, but the field was full of them. Little dasies and roses, tulips and marigolds, all saying ''Zionstar, Zionstar, Zionstar...''untill it became a chant. Flower woke with a start. She was sweating heavily, and panting like a fat twoleg. ''You all right, Flower?'' a tom, the same age as her, looked down at her. '' Oh, Hurricane, it's you...i had the weirdest dream.'' Hurricane paw looked towards the clan camp. ''Time to be getting back. No-one knows you're gone yet, but they will soon!You know apprentices aren't ment to be out mby themselves!'' ''yeah, i know. MelodyWhistle's gonna kill me.''teh she-cat hung her head dejectedly. ''Never mind, come on, we'll make it.'' The two cats trotted along the ground. Life was bustling back at camp. Mothers ushered their young kits back into the nursery after a bit of play time. Warriors paced around, and they could see Lionflame, the deputy, giving orders to a group of tough-looking toms. Zionstar walked past them, his fur glinting like fire in the late afternoon sunshine, his features proud and strong. Flower paw drew breath sharply. ''What is it?''asked Hurricane paw. ''Nothing,''replied Flower, as she watched the leader retire to his den. ''hello, Flower! I havn't seen you in a while!'' the kind voice of AyishaHeart, the leader's mate, called from behind her. ''Oh, hi, AyishaHeart.''flower kept her head bowed, trying to keep from snarling. Ayisha looked at Hurricane differently;then she winked at him, and he said''um, Flower, i gotta go help Ayisha with some, eh, hunting, yeah.'' ''yeah, yeah, go.''Flower said distractedly. She wasn't really listening, and was staring into the leader's den. Hurricanepaw and AyishaHeart slipped off to the woods together, giggling and whispering. Hurricane paw and Flower paw were about to become warriors, and Ayisha had just been knighted to one, so they were nearly the same age. ''Where are those two going, i wonder.''Flower's mother tutted behind her. ''oh, sweetums, you don't look so good, why don't you go on to bed?''CloverRider asked her daughter concernedly. ''Alright.'' Flower didn't even argue. She just lay down in her bed of moss. Later that night, Hurricane paw sidled through the linen curtain that hung as an entrance to the apprentice's den. He smelt strangely like a female cat.
Will i continue?
Flowerpaw padded along the dry, cracked ground, the cool breeze refreshing her every now and then. She smiled to herself, and she felt like singing. There was nothing like a day like this, she thought to herself. The birds were flying around, the sky wa a deep blue, and the mountains rose up just beyond Thunder clan. Flower paw meandered down the stream, humming a tune to herself, and didn't even bother to attempt to catch any of the mice of voles that lay sleeping in the hedgerows. She yawned, and slumped down for a quick snooze. The young she-cat dreamt. She dreamt that she was running in a field full of flowers, her name sake. In her dream she stopped to rest, and her own face popped out of a flower. ''Zionstar,''it said. Flower leapt up, but the field was full of them. Little dasies and roses, tulips and marigolds, all saying ''Zionstar, Zionstar, Zionstar...''untill it became a chant. Flower woke with a start. She was sweating heavily, and panting like a fat twoleg. ''You all right, Flower?'' a tom, the same age as her, looked down at her. '' Oh, Hurricane, it's you...i had the weirdest dream.'' Hurricane paw looked towards the clan camp. ''Time to be getting back. No-one knows you're gone yet, but they will soon!You know apprentices aren't ment to be out mby themselves!'' ''yeah, i know. MelodyWhistle's gonna kill me.''teh she-cat hung her head dejectedly. ''Never mind, come on, we'll make it.'' The two cats trotted along the ground. Life was bustling back at camp. Mothers ushered their young kits back into the nursery after a bit of play time. Warriors paced around, and they could see Lionflame, the deputy, giving orders to a group of tough-looking toms. Zionstar walked past them, his fur glinting like fire in the late afternoon sunshine, his features proud and strong. Flower paw drew breath sharply. ''What is it?''asked Hurricane paw. ''Nothing,''replied Flower, as she watched the leader retire to his den. ''hello, Flower! I havn't seen you in a while!'' the kind voice of AyishaHeart, the leader's mate, called from behind her. ''Oh, hi, AyishaHeart.''flower kept her head bowed, trying to keep from snarling. Ayisha looked at Hurricane differently;then she winked at him, and he said''um, Flower, i gotta go help Ayisha with some, eh, hunting, yeah.'' ''yeah, yeah, go.''Flower said distractedly. She wasn't really listening, and was staring into the leader's den. Hurricanepaw and AyishaHeart slipped off to the woods together, giggling and whispering. Hurricane paw and Flower paw were about to become warriors, and Ayisha had just been knighted to one, so they were nearly the same age. ''Where are those two going, i wonder.''Flower's mother tutted behind her. ''oh, sweetums, you don't look so good, why don't you go on to bed?''CloverRider asked her daughter concernedly. ''Alright.'' Flower didn't even argue. She just lay down in her bed of moss. Later that night, Hurricane paw sidled through the linen curtain that hung as an entrance to the apprentice's den. He smelt strangely like a female cat.
Will i continue?