Stealthstar's tail twitched nervously. She was stalking a mouse, so she had to move quickly to pounce. "Now." The blue gray she-cat thought. POUNCE! She leaped and clawed the mouse. It leaped and dashed through the grass. She bit it, and brought it back to camp. The other cats were starving.
Flametail I am the leader of the fox clan. I hate pesky cats and vice versa.
Poppyflame was in a field hunting voles, when Flametail
walked up. "Why are YOU here? Mean fox?" (a.n: why is that a question?) "For you to let me join your team!" " NO! YOU ARE A MEAN FOX!"
"Fine,have it your way! HHGIT!!" Poppyflame ran to the others with her. Luckily, Darktail was there to chase the fox away. "ARRRRRRRRRRRGH!!!" Darktail hissed at the fox. She bit him and scratched him and snarled and spat. She clawed, nipped, howled, and writhed. She bit him on his back until he left. Stealthstar roared, "I have the power of mist in my paws!""YOU WILL KNOW THE POWER OF
MIST!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She howled.
Cats. I will kill them if I have to die for it! Haaaaaaa!!! If I don't die first tonight, I will kill them! Flame my friend will help me! He is 2nd in command. We will destroy them! Haaaaaaa!!!
Stealthstar's heart pounded faster & faster. The tangy mouse scent was closer & closer. A bead of sweat fell down her face. She leaped. The mouse
struggled beneath her paws. She sank her claws deep into the mouse.
The mouse dangling from her jaws, she marched back to camp.
In her den, she ate the fresh mouse.
Stealthstar sat on on the bank. She watched the fish swim by her, thinking, "I 'm worried about my clan. I hope the fox does not come back. But what would happen if he DID?" She asked herself. "I think I will catch a fish!" She found a tasty looking minnow and pounced. SPLASH!
Long ago, she heard that rain would come over the land. Since rain had something to do with mist, Stealthstar assumed that she might have something to do with it. "I hope that the prophecy is true, and includes me."
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DUST RIVER (BOOK 3!)
Фанфикever wondered what happened AFTER the train wreck called warerors eqenox? did i finally develop some shame? did i never write anything again? nope. unfortunately not. This was tiny 8 y.o Baxter and thier friend trying to be good. They both failed. T...
