I jumped back in fear, until one of the cats spoke, a young she-Cat who seemed to be about the same age as me yet much taller. She had soft brown Bengal markings. Beside her was a large Tom. "Oh! Sorry if we frightened you! We are just exploring the territory, this is my mentor" the she-cat chirped. My body relaxed and became less tense, I exhaled slowly and spoke "I'm ScorchPaw, and you are?"
The she-cats apprentice began to walk back towards their own territory, watching from a distance beneath a tree.
"FerretPaw! I'm from JungleClan" the she-cat beamed, her face suddenly changed to shock. She got closer and held a paw to my burn scars "Cool!Where did you get these?!" , to this I hissed and slapped a paw at her to step away. "Oh I'm sorry! I've been told I can be overbearing at times" she spoke more calmly now, her ears slightly layed back.
"That's alright, I was born with these actually. I'm not supposed to talk about it though" I slumped down once again.
"Born with burn scars? That's peculiar.." I looked down, my ears at the back of my head. "I like it!" She chirped and nudged my shoulder With a single paw.Suddenly DustyPelt jumped from behind in the cover of the tall grass and pinned the young she cat, baring his fangs. She cried out and her mentor came bounding across the bridge, shoving off DustyPelt. "Dusty! She's harmless I promise we were just talking!" He nodded and sat beside me. The pair of mentors and apprentices for a moment stared at eachother blankly. DustyPelt broke the silence as he stepped away and returned with the mangled body of a large hare in his jaws, the blood on his paws matched the colour of the crimson red blood oozing from the puncture marks in the hares neck. " we best bring this back to camp, it was nice meeting you both . I'm sure we will meet again" Dusty spoke, his words muffled by the hares fur in his jaws. I nodded goodbye to the two and cantered off, disappearing in the tall grass alongside DustyPelt.
My mind was still fixated on the She-cat, I liked her, I knew we would be friends.As we entered the camp I Trot towards Twisted who was laying in a corner, playing with a moss ball on his own. "Hey bud!" I called out and slumped down on top of him "hey." He responded in a low tone, to this I got off of his back and sat beside him. I sensed he needed time alone and so I reluctantly stood up and walked away. Once I turned I spotted JuniperPaw talking to IvoryPaw, a tom that was apprenticed two moons before us. They seemed rather close. This may be what caused a stir in Twisteds behaviour. The sun began to set and the clan one by one headed off to there dens. This was my first night that I wouldn't be by my mothers side. I trotted Off to the apprentice den and lay my head down to rest.
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Prophecy Of Fire
FantasyWARRIOR CATS •|| A kit born with burn scars, destined by the Stars to save BrookClan from the dangers in the future. Clan alliances, Great battles, ruined friendships. Will ScorchingStar save his clan from its ultimate demise? Or are they destined...