Fang's misfortune

Adventure is not the best

.~. Later that night .~.

I had finished my mouse and I looked around. I saw some warriors and their apprentices talking. Curiously I had walked over to them. It was surprising they hadn't noticed me, I pricked my ears to them. I quietly qrowled hearing the, talk about me. They were disappointed in me, that I was different. I could prove to them I was better than the best. I slowly padded off and ran out of camp and into the white filled forest. I stopped at a twoleg place, the scents of two cats old and young filled my nose. I crept along the dark shadows, a silver she-cat spotted me. She gasped and picked me up, "Jacob! A kit!" She mewed to a larger brown Tom. He grumbled and stood up, he walked to me and glared at my wings. "Throw her out, she's a wild cat." He hissed. The She-cat put me down and hissed with protection, "this kit has no chance in the snow! I'm not letting her die!" I stood still from the anxiety and looked back and forth to the bickering two. again i had let my diffrence make a fight, "im not leaving..but..i dont want you two to fight." i mumbled. the tom grinned with a growl and grabbed me. he threw me against a wall. from immence pain, "stop.." the tom kept beating me up. my rage got a hold....but worse than before.