Hello c: I have finally decided to start writing this (lame) plot I came up with. I hope you guys enjoy it and please comment on how you think about it. ^-^ If you see any mistakes let me know and I'll fix it!
We don't die for our friends.... We live for them! 20:45, November 20, 2013 (UTC)
Long and slowly...
You take all of my family and friends away from me...
But now I ask you...
Why didn't you take me too?
Chapter One
Light.... Was the last thing I saw in this cruel world I live in, as I sunk into the water, getting deeper and deeper. That crazy old tom was right. This was how I was meant to die. Being consumed by the color of my eyes, until I would suffocate. There was nothin I could do about it. I was tired, battered, weak, just like I was all my life. All of this fighting never helped, either.
I can still hear them fighting and yowling for freedom, for happiness, for the safety of the clans. But it soon fades away into yowls of victory. Did the clans win? Did the awful group win and destroyed the clans me and that scaredy-cat tom had gathered? Oh I hope not...
This is the end for me, and the new for them, for whoever had won this cruel war. And as I sink deeper and deeper with the yowls fading.. And I'm glad for once.
A golden cat layed in a large basket in a large room of a large twoleg nest. The tail of the cat sweeped it around 4 kits. She purred from happiness and pride. All of them had the same pelt as her and their father; golden fur. All except one who had dull gray fur.
"What a hideous kit..." She hissed under her breath and pushed the fluffy kit away from her 'perfect' kits. At this the kit shivered from the sudden breeze that had blown from an open window that was nearby. But the mother didn't do anything about it.
Suddenly a door slammed open to see a young twoleg with a dark changeable color pelt walk through it with a bowl that said "Apricot" across it. He set the bowl down next to the she-cat quickly saying, "Here you go, eat up!" And walked away.
Apricot got out of the warm bed and went to eat. One of the 'perfect' kits, Marmalade, opened his 'perfect' amber eyes. He prodded his sister, Gold's, side.
"Come on, sleepy heads wake up!" Marmalade hissed nicely to Gold. After a long time of eating and prodding Gold finally had waken up, along with the other 'perfect' kit, Charlie, and the last kit that all of the kitties hate, Furball.
Furball stretched, opening her icy blue eyes to look over to her three siblings. The were already playing, running out of basket and passed their mother who was still eating. She watched them closely jumping every and and then to see better.
"Okay, Gold you're it!" Marmalade yowled and started to run. He was like the leader of the triplets. Being the first born, the biggest, and the strongest.
"No fair I'm always it!" Gold pouted and stomped her paws, throwing a fit.
"No, Charlie was it last time! Right Charlie?" He flipped over to his brother. Charlie just nodded hastily, not even saying anything. Gold just walked right up to Charlie and poked him, frowning a bit, "Quit being so quiet and talk for once!"
Charlie just backed away slowly. Marmalade sighed swepted his long tail on the ground, "Let's just plat already!"
"Can I play?" The quiet squeak had came from Furball. She jumped out of the basket, landing onto her mother who had finished eating a few minutes back. From the landing Apricot flung herself right up out of the floor, making the fragile she-kit fly off a bit, making her whimper a bit from the landing.
Sudden silence fell apon the room, the three oh so amazing kits stopping and staring at the two with wide eyes. Apricot stood right infront of Furball, eyes showing anger and disgust mixing together. She pushed the runt into a corner closest to them.
"And stay there so you won't cause trouble..." She hissed and spun her around to face the two walls that collided together then just padded away back to her spot, and everything went back to normal with the kits playing.
Furball just sat there. She was confused at what happened. Yea she knew everyone hated her but her mother had never done anything like this. I didn't do anything.. Just land on her from my jump.. Furball sighed as tears started to stream down, They must really hate me.. Sending me here in this dusty corner!
She looked over her shoulder, seeing her sister on top of Apricot snuggling into her short fur and her two brothers laying on her side, much to her surprise. Tears roll down her muzzle some more, What did I do to deserve this corner? Furball layed down and covered her head in her small paws, trying to blend into the blue walls.
"Oh, Furball!" A voice had called out to her. She lifted her hear and looked over behind her, seeing Marmalade, Gold, and Charlie.
"Were you crying? Over a little time out?" Gold started to snicker, "What a kit!" "Well she is the runt!" Charlie brought in laughing a bit.
Furball pinned her ears back, "Stop it! It's not funny!"
"Hmmm... I don't think I like your attitude," Marmalade just mewed, a devious look spread across his face.
Uh oh... Not again... Furball corvered her head again as she tucked herself into the corner, waiting for what would happen next.
"Mom!" Marmalade yowled as loud as he could, piercing Furball's ears. He was laying down on his side, having a fake pained emotion on his face.