He peered out through the shadows of the trees and saw a few cats. The sight scared him at first, he couldn't trust any cat. It was a little late to run though. He had been spotted by a cat from the group. Instictively his claws slid out, knowing it was a hopeless fight, Raven would not die a coward. As the cats apporached him he became more and more frightened. " What are you doing in our terriory , KIT?",a ginger tom hissed. " I-I-I'm lost " Raven studdered. " Well then go be lost elsewhere!",the tom retorted. " Firestorm leave him be, he's just a lost kit.",a pretty silver shecat said calmly. Raven could feel Firestorms glare burning into his pelt. He shuffled from paw to paw nervously, he was crowfood, he stood no chance. Behind the shecat, he noticed a smaller cat, one more his age. The cat looked up towards the shecat respectfully. He assumed the silver shecat was their leader. "I'm Raven " he tried saying as bravely as he could.
