Pools story

Dream(part of page 5)

 "Moma?" A tiny kit called, as a storm raged around her. She stumbled toward a black and white shape in the distance.

"No! Get back, it's dangerous out here!" The she-cat cried, her green eyes shone through the rain.

The tiny kit ignored the warning as she stumbled forward, wind and rain whipped her soft kit fluff back and forth. The shape was much closer now and as the kit tried to leap forward the last few tail lengths she slipped, falling into a pool of mud that opened in her path.

"Stop trying to be brave!" her mother yowled as she sank quickly in the mud, the eyes burned with anger as the kit squealed in terror.

"Mama?!" she cried, mud clogging her mouth, nose, and ears, allowing her to glimpse the form of a she-cat stalking away before she was completely covered with the mud.

"Are you ok?" a new voice mewed as a young gray tom pulled her out of a mud puddle.

She attempted to speak but ended up coughing instead. She spit out muddy water before she was able to take a gasp of fresh air.

"You sure swallowed a lot of water," the tom observed, "And your fur is soaked! You must be freezing."

She now noticed that he was curled around her, his gray fur gradually getting soaked by her muddy, wet fur. "M-moonpaw?" she exclaimed, her fur growing hot when she saw how close his face was.

"Pool?" he responded with a chuckle, his blue eyes shining kindly.

"Pool..." another voice added, deep and menacing. A giant silhouette stood above them, the green eyes harsh and the pelt a bright white with an edge of black.

"Who are you?" she hissed, her fur spiking as she realized that moonpaw was gone.

As she turned her head to search for moonpaw a fierce paw swipe knocked her over.

"I should have killed you already," the large tom hissed, now pinning her to the ground. As he lunged forward to snap her neck the form materialized into venomstar a moment before she woke up.