The black and white she-cat had left the camp early in the morning when it was practically still dark outside. It was the morning right after her nightmare she had dreamt of. Frostedgaze was still shocked, and her tail twitched back and forth with anxiety. The limp, bloody body of Harekit still haunted her memory, and she shivered as she padded through the territory. She purposely went in the opposite direction of the Thunderpath. She didn't want to see the black, hard path in real life. She could clearly hear the sound of prey scuffling through the bushes and coming out of their burrows and nests, but she ignored it all. She wasn't out here to hunt and she didn't feel like it. All she wanted to do was be alone by herself to think. She glanced behind her, after hearing a noise, but she ran straight into something tall and hard. She hissed, whirling around with her claws unsheathed just in case an enemy was there. Yet, there was nothing but the wicket fence that bordered Twolegplace. This was where she hand found her adopted daughter, Fallenkit, and where she had lived for two whole moons. She leaped up, landing on the top, and looking out across Twolegplace. It was a sight that she had never wanted to see, but now she just smiled sadly as she remembered the exiles...and Wrenpaw.
All of the sudden, she felt claws hook onto her tail. She yanked her tail away, and twisted her heard around to see a huge red fox, standing there. It's teeth were bared and it let out a loud and threatening hiss, leaping up to get her. Frostedgaze leaped down, on the Twolegplace side, with the fox right behind her. She darted away from it, but yelped as it just kept catching up to her. It seemed to take forever, the chase seemed to be endless, until she collapsed on the ground, paws on her back. She had been tackled, captured. Was she going to die this way? Was this it? The black and while she-cat braced herself for the sinking of teeth into her neck, and death.
Here I come Wrenpaw, Graymask, Rainpaw... She thought.
Out of almost nowhere, a bigger shadow loomed over the fox and Frostedgaze. There was a loud snap, the yowl of a horrified and shocked fox, and an odd barking noise from a creature that Frostedgaze had never heard of or seen before. The fox raced away, seeming to be hurt, and Frostedgaze was more than relieved. She rose from where she lay, but was quickly lifted into the air by two...paws? No they weren't paws. They were pale and ugly with five sticks that stuck out of them. When the creature turned Frostedgaze around, she could see what it was.
A twoleg? NO! I'd prefer death over this! She screeched in her mind.
There she went, the twoleg carrying her off. Sure, the twoleg had saved her from death, but Frostedgaze didn't want to be a kittypet! No matter how much she squirmed, scratched, and bit, the twoleg kept shrugging it off and carrying her away.
There she went...
Of she goes...
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Vixenheart ♥ Squirrelpaw ♦ Morningshine ♣ Frostedgaze
