Acornkit blinked open her eyes, her ears perking as she heard an unfamiliar voice.
"THUNDERCLAN, ATTACK!" It boomed. Acornkit, at first, thought it was just a bit of her dream lingering, but she peeked out of the den to see several different-looking cats swarm into the camp, followed by battle cries and yowls.
She searched helplessly in her nest for her mother, her dear mother, but she was nowhere to be seen. "Mama?!" She cried, to no avail.
Where is she?! The kit's mind raced. Before she could think, an unfamiliar scent washed over her and teeth bit onto her neck. The cat carried the thrashing kit from the nursery.
"HELP!" Acornkit yowled. No response. She flailed wildly, but the cat's teeth were too strong. "Stop," The cat's mew was muffled. "or I will leave you in the Carrionplace for the rats." Strange, Acornkit thought. I thought only Shadowclan knew of Carrionplace. Mama told me stories about it.
I miss Mama. Where did she go?
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Acornbreath's Destiny
FantasyA seemingly normal cat has a dark past. hi everyone. i'm not good with writing so the chapters will be very very short
