Run Away, Not On Purpose

The rogue rushed towards the Gorge, Holding a tomkit in her mouth. She was pretty sure clan cats were on her tail but all she had to do was make it to Windclan, because at the moment she felt like it was the only clan that wouldn't kill her on the spot and accept her kit. The tomkit, Tiger, Squirmed in her grasp but she kept going. She ran down in the gorge and leapt rock to rock, hoping she wouldn't slip. A few more strides and she'd be in Windclan territory. As long as she got Tiger to it she was okay. Nobody would know her story, and whoever was following her, if they were clan cats, would not cross the border. If they were one of the other rogues from the twoleg place... She was in big trouble. She tumbled to the other side, making sure to keep standing because she was holding Tiger. For some reason she knew exactly what clan she wanted to leave him too, even though she was close to no one in it. She kept running, trying to find a kind Windclan cat and get away from whoever was still chasing her


Tiger squirmed. Mom was holding me way too tight. She told me she was bringing me to a safe place but she wouldn't say anything any further. He knew they were being chased and that was probably why Mom was holding me too tight. "Almost there..." She whispered to me.