Small objective this time... Last time I didn't stick to it, I guess it's a pretty big objective for a small story...
Okay, this time it's this:
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Seroin snarled at the retreating rabbit, and gave chase. 'This one isn't escaping!' He thought to himself.
Olar scoffed and said to his twin, Eron, "He isn't going to do us much good, is he?"
Grinning, Eron said, "Says the one who can't hide because of the white splotch on his face."
Olar shoved his brother as Grant said, "Enough, kiddos, this is a hunting patrol, remember?"
"Yeah, yeah," Eron gave his brother a mischievous grin.
"Eron..." Sagron warned, "Don't do anything stupid, remember, the rest of the clan needs to be fed."
"I know, Sagron! We won't forget that, right Olar?"
"Right! Hey, Eron, how about we go catch some critters?"
Grinning, Eron responded, "Fabulous idea, Olar! How about it, Grant?"
Grant pretended to think about it, before responding, "I guess you can go."
"Grant! Do you really think they won't do anything?" Sagron said.
"Oh, please. Your just jealous, Sagron!" Eron grinned.
"Me? Jealous of you?"
"That's what it appears like," Olar said, glancing at his brother.
"Why you little-" A piercing yowl filled the air, cutting off Sagron's retort.
"Okay guys, get moving! Our little newbie is in trouble!" Grant ordered.
Instantly, all four cats were racing towards where the yowl was slowly dying down.
They ran into a clearing, and Olar yowled, "In the middle! Look, is he dead?"
Grant slowly padded to the middle, silencing Olar and Eron with his tail before they made too much noise, "Quiet," he mewed, "Whatever got him could still be around."
Sagron padded beside Grant, eyes darting around the clearing, as he searched for the sign of any intruder.
When they get to Seroin, he was gasping, and he managed to mewl out, "Lions... Big... Mountain..." Before he fell to the ground, unconscious.
"I- I think he's awake, Grant." Seroin heard a young panther's voice.
"Good, get Sandra and one of our medics, he won't appreciate a human." Grant said, padding over to Seroin.
"Seroin!" He heard his sister's sweet voice fill the air. Seroin struggled to open his eyes, and found that he could see both Grant and Sandra in front of him, while, through the gap in the tent, he could see many panthers gathered outside, wanting to know if he was alive or not.
"Sa- Sandra..."
"Eat now, talk later." She ordered, gently pushing a slice of meat towards him. Then it hit him, he was in a tent, a human tent, and the meat was on a plate, a human plate.
"Let me out of here!" He roared, "Let me out of this cursed tent!"
"Well, I think he's conscious..." Sandra said as she grinned at Seroin. Seroin growled, and forced his body up.
"Let me out of here, now!" He snarled, "And take me to Seraia and Sallina, if you don't remember, our little sisters!"
"Relax. Seraia and Sallina are safe." Sandra tried to soothe him.
"Let. Me. See. Them." He growled, "Now!"
Sandra grumbled, but stepped out of his way, and to his side, to support Seroin if he needed it.
Seroin scowled and stalked out of the tent, "Seraia! Sallina!" He snarled, "Where are you, kits?"
Seraia stepped out of a human tent, her black coat shining, Sallina following in a similar fashion. "Hello, brother." Seraia said formally.
"Like our new makeover?" Sallina sang, indicating at their glossy pelts.
"Just great." Seroin snarled, "Now you like the humans, how much worse can it get?"
Sandra chuckled and purred, "Don't worry Seroin, these humans, they have nothing to do with those monsters that roam in... What is it? Cities?"
Seroin scowled and gave Sandra a look that said, "Don't interfere, these are my kits."
Sandra chuckled and took a step back. Glancing at each other, Seraia and Sallina yowled, "Catch us if you can!" and scampered over to the other side of the clearing.
Seroin chuckled and bolted after them, a wide grin on his face, "You can't escape me!" He yowled.
This had been an old game when they were younger. They would run away and he would bolt after them, pretending like they were the government they had in the clan. The game was meant to make fun of the government when they were in foul moods, but eventually turned into a fun game.
Seroin chased them all over the clearing before remembering that this was not an abandoned clearing and he composed himself, "Seraia, Sallina, lets go eat!" He yowled, indicating at the pile of fresh food.
Seraia and Sallina were a fox-length away from here, and they chuckled and simultaneously purred, "Sure, I'm starved!"
Sandra chuckled and padded over to the fresh-kill pile, waiting for Seroin and her sisters. She purred as Grad padded over to the fresh-kill, "How are you doing?" She inquired curiously.
Grad grinned at her and said, "Good. How about we go for a stroll together?"
Sandra faked horror, and joked, "I wouldn't go anywhere with you!"
Faking a snarl, Grad leaped on top of her, "Guess I'll have to force you then!" He chuckled and swung Sandra onto his back, padding into the woods.
Seroin glanced over at them and glared at Grad's back. Noticing this reaction, Sallina purred, "Jealous, brother?"
Seroin snarled at her and stalked over to the fresh-kill pile alone.
Seraia purred, "I think you may have made our dear brother mad, Sallina. Maybe we should do something to... Cheer him up, don't you think?"
Sallina grinned and bounded over to Seraia. On the count of three, both sisters leaped at Seroin from the same side, causing him to fall to the side.
Seroin snarled, "Why you..." He clawed at Seraia and leaped up, taking a rabbit out of the pile on his way out.
Sallina's smile dropped, and she walked over to Seraia, "Are you okay? I think we really made him mad..." She mewled sadly.
"Don't worry Sallina, I'm okay, and, as always, Seroin just needs some time to cool off..." She reassured her sister.
"Oh... Okay!" Sallina grinned.
Both the kits headed to their tents, oblivious to Seroin's figure stalking into the woods after Sandra and Grad.
