Loners Under The Stars

Chapter 1- Owl
I stared in fear. The badger walked away, dragging our grey and brown mother, Stream. "Run!" she had hissed when the badger had come to our den. Oh, I haven't introduced myself. I'm Owl. I'm a silver she-cat with grey spots and green eyes. My mother gave me my name because of my ears. My sister, Mouse, is next to me. She is trying to yowl, but our big brother Fitz has his tail over her mouth. I look at him. He nods. Even though we do not talk, he knows what I want to say. ''Lets go. The den isn't safe. The clan territories. ''

We know it isn't safe. Mother had told us not to go near the clans, groups of cats that live together and work together.

''"You must never go there, ever. You will be driven out and attacked." Stream licked Fitz's head. Owl snuggled closer to her brother. Mouse was tucked in next to her belly, fast asleep. "Sleep now, you two." Stream whispered''.

Fitz looked at the starry night. Mouse was hanging asleep, being carried by me. She is light and skinny, but fatter than the rest of us. Fitz and I had our ribs showing. "We should set down for the night." he whispered. I nodded and placed down Mouse. "Where?" I murmured. "That tree should do." Fitz replied, nodding to a tall oak with twisted roots. I bent down to pick Mouse up again, but Fitz stopped me and picked her up. He led to way to the tree and set her down. "I'll stay on guard. I'll wake you later." I whispered, sitting on a tall root while Fitz and Mouse slept in a golden ball of fur  under another.

I looked at the stars and sighed. It felt weird, not being in the tangle of ferns that had made up our old den and Stream not around me. I'm not supposed to be awake normally but tonight was different. Tonight mother wasn't with us. Im only four moons old. Fitz is 6 moons and Mouse is 2 moons, the youngest.

''"Mother! Watch me!" mews Fitz. He leaps up and paws at the brightly coloured butterfly that is floating past the den. Owl tries to jump and catch it too, but her stubby little legs won't let her. "Mother, I can't  do it!" she squeals sadly. "You will one day" purrs stream, licking her little daughter between her ears. ''

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