Mah Art Book 5.0

Photography (short story)

 Birdsong rang in the air, while a fairly middle-aged Twoleg made her way across the forest floor. She stepped as quietly as she could, a camera hanging from around her neck. She wore short jeans and a dark green T-shirt; hopefully it wasn't too noticeable against the foliage.

 She had recently heard of the news that the Warriors series, which she loved, had been based on real Clans of cats, down to their very appearances and names. She had gone out into the woodland to try and take images of each cat, for her online blog that she'd started the night before.

 The girl had driven up to the barn two nights ago, long enough to journey around the lakeshore and set up a camp at what would be called the 'Greenleaf Twoleg-place' by the cats. Her first stop was to try and find the ThunderClan camp, or maybe find a patrol, anything if it meant she could see them.

 Suddenly, the soft rustling of leaves made her pause. She crouched down and hid behind a tree, bringing her camera up to her face and peering through the lens. As soon as she went silent, a brown tabby crept from the ferns, it's paws placed gently against the forest floor. It's fur was glossy and golden eyes, a scar running across it's shoulders.

 If she was right.. this was Bramblestar! She quickly positioned the camera at a more hidden angle, as the leader paused, glancing among the leaf litter. As soon as she was able to get a clear shot, she clicked down on the shutter, and snapped a picture. Immediately, she pulled back, the tabby turned it's striped head towards her as she ducked out of view.

 The girl sat down behind a large oak tree, letting out a soft sigh as she opened the camera and looked at the image. It wasn't the best, as the edges were blurry, but at least the cat was somewhat clear. A smile spread across her face as she stood again, beginning to walk back to her 'camp'.

 She'd need to come out here again the next day, or maybe even travel around the lake to the other territories. Excitement seeped through every inch of her body, as she clutched the camera close to her chest. She couldn't believe it; If she wanted to photograph every one of them, though, it'd take a long time. 

 Oh well, she could do it.