"No." Rosemary whispered. "This can't be happening." She stared at the bodies in front of her. Blaze's body possibly had several broken bones and Stream's belly was cut open, blood gushing out of it. Next to Blaze was Snowflake. The friendly, energetic kit was lying on the floor, her body limp on the ground while blood made a pool around a huge cut in her neck. Their eyes were glazed and they weren't moving. "NO!!" Rosemary shrieked. "Stop! THIS ISN'T REAL!!!" She wailed. And then she finally spotted movement.
A slender calico with soft eyes and sleek fur. She was heading straight for her. And then she realized who it was. "Mother!" She gasped. "Tell me this isn't real!" She meowed hopefully. Maple's eyes clouded, "It might." She meowed sadly. Rosemary's eyes widened, "HOW?!! Tell me how to save them!!" She pleaded. Maple sighed, and looked at her with serious eyes, "There is a danger coming to the forest, Rosemary. You must turn on your ally , or all will be lost. And remember, never forget the call of the wild." She meowed, fading away.
"Mother!" Rosemary gasped, "Wait! What do you mean?! Pleas-"
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Rosemary bolted to her paws. She had been right. They were alive. She turned her head to look at Snowflake, who was sleeping by her side. It was dawn and the forest was alive with scents and sounds. She gently nudged Snowflake, "Come on, little one." Snowflake's eyes fluttered open and she yawned. "Mother, whyyy did you wake me up THIS early?" Snowflake asked. Rosemary smiled as she said "mother" and softly meowed, "I want Blaze to teach me today, and I want you to watch." Snowflake rolled her eyes, smiling and got up. "Alright." Snowflake meowed.
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It was already noon. Blaze had taught more than hunting. He taught her his language. She used all kinds of different things! Like:
Fur-head: Human
Sunrise: Dawn
Sunup: Morning
Sun-blaze: Noon/Afternoon
Sun-fall: Dusk/Evening
Moonrise: When the moon starts rising
Moon-frost: Midnight
She-cat: Female cat
Tom: Male cat.
Moon: Month
Black-path: Road
Monster: Car
Kittypet: House cat
Fresh-kill: Prey (Ex: Fresh-kill pile)
Rogue: A wild cat, usually aggressive.
Loner: A wild cat, sometimes lives near fur-heads, but usually not aggressive, friendly
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It was after sun-blaze, and it was scorching hot. Rosemary was preparing to take a nap. She was walking home from visiting Blaze, carrying yawning Snowflake in her jaws. She soon reached the den after walking on the hot ground. She set Snowflake down next to her, and Snowflake cuddled in her flank. Rosemary smiled, closed her eyes, and invited sleep.
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"Wha-?" Rosemary asked. Blaze was pounding on her legs with his paws. "Wake up!" He wailed. Snowflake was awake, too, looking shocked and confused. "Blaze-" Rosemary started. "No!" He gasped. "It's Stream! She's dying!" He shrieked.
Will they save Stream? Haha, left you on a cliffhanger there! 🤗😂 Find out in the next chapter!
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Call to the Wild
Adventure~*COMPLETE*~ Rosemary is a normal house cat. She lives with her mother, Maple, and her two siblings, Lavender and Thistle. When a raging fire strikes her human's house, she barely escapes, into the forest. Her siblings are nowhere to be found, and...
