The Story Of Llama,A Brave Warrior. Book 1

Prologue

The young queen screeched painfully on the rough stone below her. Her bright yellow tabby pelt was turning bright red with her blood. A brown tom stood next to her nervously.

"Zephyrpelt,will Shinestripe be alright?" he asked the cat near his mate. Zephyrpelt replied,annoyed, "Cocoaspot, I've been a proud Soilclan medicine cat for years. I know what I'm doing. Don't worry."

The trees of the jungle swayed around them with a terrible force of wind,as if something horrible were to happen. Suddenly,the shrieking of Shinestripe was joined by whimpering of two,no,three more cats. Or should I say,kits.

"My kits! Oh my kits,they're beautiful!" Cocoaspot exclaimed. He looked at the first one that came out,which was a beautiful milky brown she-cat with soft,blue eyes. He then looked at the second one,and his eyes filled with tears of pride. This kit, a pale yellow tom, looked knarly,strong, and fearless (especially for a kit),with a pelt brighter than the sun at Greenleaf. He peered at the third kit,a tan she-cat with green eyes,which was small. His face filled with worry,but realized that this kit looked stealthy and fast-a good thing when chasing prey.

His thoughts were interrupted by Zephyrpelt. "So have you both decided names yet? Sorry if its too eaely,I was just wondering." Shinestripe replied wearily, "Actually,I have an idea for the first one. I would like to name her Creamkit. How 'bout you, Cocoaspot? Have you got any ideas for the other too?"

Cocoaspot pondered carefully, and finally decided on a name for the second kit. "I think the big one shall be known as Badgerkit,for he is fearless, brave,and strong."

"And the third one?" Shinestripe asked impatiently.

"Uh,I hope you both don't mind," Zephyrpelt started, ",but,since I can't have kits myself,may I volunteer naming one?" Shinestripe exclaimed, "Of course! Go on, what shall her name be?" "Bijoukit," the medicine cat happily stated. Curiously, Shinestripe asked, "Bijou? What does bijou-uggghhhhh....."

Shinestripe began groaning painfully. "If I meet Starclan,you must raise these kits well," she whimpered to Cocoaspot. Cocoaspot gave a terrified glare to Zephyrpelt. "Hold on...she's not dying. She's kitting, again!"

Silence echoed in the clearing as everyone looked at the last kit. Shinestripe was worried of the looks the gave her. "Is...is my kit dead?" she croaked. Zephyrpelt meowed, "No..its..something...even...worse." Shinestripe looked at Cocoapelt to see his reaction,but before she could, a cat in the clearing shouted, "THERE'S A LLAMA IN THE CAMP!!!"

The strange kit was a long-legged tom,who also had plain black eyes and two pointed ears. His pelt was a yellowish white blend, and had ruffled fur. His neck was what bothered Zephyrpelt.

Zephyrpelt was flustered and blurted out, "He won't survive long. His neck won't do good to us when hunting. Those long legs are too long it won't even provide him with speed. He'll barely camoflauge with the jungle leaves. This...llama...is as good as crowfood to us."

The clan started chanting,

"LEAVE HIM FOR THE FOXES!"
"ABANDON HIM IN A CAVE!"
"FEED HIM DEATHBERRIES!"

Zephyrpelt, Shinestripe, and Cocoapelt all showed hints of frustation in their faces. Suddenly, one cat in the clan spoke up. The dark tabby tom commanded, "This kit isn't a cat,nor a warrior. He is a llama. An animal that is not worthy of chances. By StarClan's commands," he continued with a crescendo in his voice, "we will leave him with the nearest herd of llamas to be raised in a family that is alike him."

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In the desert winds, four big cats wandered hopelessly in the sands and dead grass. One held a kit in his mouth, who was the unusual tom that looked like a llama.

"This is hopeless. We will never find a herd of llamas for this stupid piece of crowfood to live with," one of the knarly cats said. As if Starclan heard him, a family of llamas were trotting in the distance. They raced after them.

An annoyed she-cat in the group startled the patrol. "AACCKK FORGET THIS! I'M NOT CHASING A HERD OF LLAMAS FOR THIS FURBALL!!!" she angrily shouted. She took the kit by its scruff, aimed, and tossed it in the direction of the llama family.

The three other cats looked at her terrified, but didn't object to the Clan Deputy. None of them looked back or felt sorry. They continued their lives as if nothing had happened, unaware of what lies ahead. SoilClan was going to be surprised at their fate.