Rampage

Wilted (Prologue)

Her pace quickened as the eerie roars became louder, her short rose hair swung back and forth as she panted breathlessly. Her amber eyes were wide with fear, the breeze whispered in her ears, sending chills down her spine. The shadows surrounded her, shrieking and backing away at the light that glowed against her, red eyes watched her alertly, growling and hissing when she passed by, her skin was pale with panic. Suddenly, she took off at full speed, the shadows and roars screamed at her, her clothes were ripped. She hopped from branch to branch in a huge jungle tree, running along a thick yet unstable branch. It collapsed, she screeched as she fell, landing with a loud thud. She groaned, out of breath she yelped as a giant cat pinned her, it's tail whipped, it growled, shaking its head as it hopped off of her. "Wilted I thought I taught you how to distinguish dead branches from stable ones" The cat growled, Wilted sat up, embarrassed she sighed "I-I'm just tired." She muttered, panting heavily, she stood up, groaning again before dusting herself off.

"Now, turn to your 'other' form, we don't need any more arguments especially right now." He said snappily, she nodded quickly, a golden light sparked as the young woman was replaced with a dark rose colored cat its eyes amber but its ear was nicked, it's flanks scarred along with its muzzle scarred.

The two padded back to a stone, cleared area, where a bunch of other cats argued below a giant rock. The cat hopped up on top, yowling as it got their attention.

"My clan, we don't need to argue, now, I know it'll be hard not to, but the last thing we need is a revolution against each other. We need to understand each other, help each other, protect each other, this is vital when it comes to war. At no time should you become selfish and not worry about anyone but yourself, you should be ready to die for your clan, for this is why you were trained, how you are warriors, you all have the privilege to protect your clan, to fight for us. Now, let us prepare, for the future trouble we have to face." He roared, the rest cheering and yowling in agreement.

Wilted sat in the shadows, later accompanied by another cat, his fur black and red, his eyes gray, "Yes, Damian...?" She said calmly, not bothering to look at him, she just sensed his presence, he scoffed, muttering things. "Oh what now, pretty boy?" She said teasingly, smirking behind her fluffy fur, "Your such a show-off" He hissed, looking at her, but his eyes shining with amusement, he was smirking as well, "Oh yeah? Look who's talking!" She said playfully pinning the tom-cat down, her tail waved slowly, they rolled along the dust, Damian and Wilted jumped off each other, racing each other into the jungle, giggling and laughing, but suddenly, they heard a roar,... Arrow.