The Nobles

The Ambush

       

           Screeching, that's all Ghost, the minuscule kit, could hear. Whipping his head around, he hissed as much as his little lungs would allow. There, right in front of him, was the largest tabby he had ever seen. Freezing, Ghost looked on in horror, he was on top of Ghosts older brother and ruthlessly ripping through his throat with his intense axe which was wedged into his mouth. The light drained from his brothers usually joyful eyes. The kit wanted to wail out loud and pounce at the tom, but he already knew there was no point. Instead, he raced over to his baby sister and crouched over her. Her eyes were wide in terror as she looked up at him helplessly, hopelessly, and pleadingly. They both wanted this to end, go back to chasing their brothers tail around outside of their family tent, while their parents watched on lovingly. However, there was no time to think about that in the midst of this ambush. Ghost carefully picked his sister up by the scruff of her neck. He sprinted everywhere, desprately searching for his mom and dad. 

There they were! Right by the tent! He ran as fast as his stubby legs could take him, still clutching his baby sister. Suddenly, the same tom as before lept onto his father. Skidding to a hault behind his mother, Ghost released his baby sister and prepared to jump in to help his father. Quickly, his mother shoved him back behind her. "Stay with your sister!" she begged. When they both spun around when they heard a screech and his mother gasped. Bloodied and beaten on the ground was his father, the axe plunged into his head then was violently ripped out by the tabby. His mother let out a shaky wail as the tabby turned around and stalked up to them. "G-GET AWAY! LEAVE ME AND MY BABIES ALONE!!" his mother screeched as she backed up and protectively stood her ground in front of her two remaining kits. The tabby chuckled darkly, Ghost could already tell what was going to happen next. "MOMMA N-" before he could even finish his squeaky yelp the tabby latched onto his frail and shaken mother. Quickly, he and his sister were pushed away. No! You can't take her too! Ghost angrily yelped inside his head. Diving right for the tabbies shoulder, Ghost clawed and bit as hard as he possibly could. Despite all his efforts, the tabby used his giant paw to smack him away as he bit into his mothers throat. Ghosts puny body slammed into the ground, knocking the air out of his lungs. 

He was getting incredibly dizzy, but he shook it off as he heard his baby sister make a terrified wail, but was cut off by a horrid gurgling sound. Staggering to his feet, Ghost flung himself to her little white body which was slowly getting stained by her own blood. He curled himself around her as she attempted to look at him. The sight of her large, terrified eyes staring up at him made him want to die, right there along side her. Eventually her head dropped the the floor, unable to hold it up anymore. Soothingly, he licked her ears, attempting to put all his love for her in these tiny gestures. She let out a strangled, loving purr. 

Then,

She went limp.