Post by Ki on Nov 11, 2009 19:12:09 GMT -6
Duskkit sat out in the camp late in the night. Her mother and sister, along with most sensible ShadowClan cats, were sleeping. But Duskkit just couldn't stay in the nursery. The bright moon and twinkling stars had been calling to her. It sent a tremor through her body, and she dismissed it as StarClan's will for her to get up and play. So the beautiful kit slipped out of the nursery, careful not to awake neither her mother or sister or Poppyfrost and the new kits. And it didn't take long for a creative cat like Duskkit to find something to occupy herself with, either.
She was pretending to be in LionClan, like her ancient ancestors. Duskkit imagined she was somewhere exotic and wonderful, places were Two Legs never dared to go. Only a true cat could visit those amazing territories! Duskkit could practically see it take form in front of her arms. Tall long grass perfect for stalking strong, dangerous prey. But of course no one could match the strength and prowess of Duskkit! She stalked her imaginary prey across the camp. In her mind's eye, she could see a strange and wonderful creature that was unaware of her presence. Finally Duskkit pounced, killing the creature swiftly.
When Duskkit had made the kill, she let out a happy yowl that was meant to be a roar of truimph and thanks to StarClan. Snapped back to reality be the sound of her own high-pitched yowling, she winced and looked around sheepishly. Cats were sleeping! What if she awoke someone, or raised a false alarm? Besides, she could get in trouble for being out of the nursery this late in the night. The moon was high in the sky above.
"I can't wait to be an apprentice." Duskkit murmured to herself, sitting down. "Then I could leave the camp and go hunting for real." She looked longingly at the brambles that surrounded their camp. Only two more moons.
She was pretending to be in LionClan, like her ancient ancestors. Duskkit imagined she was somewhere exotic and wonderful, places were Two Legs never dared to go. Only a true cat could visit those amazing territories! Duskkit could practically see it take form in front of her arms. Tall long grass perfect for stalking strong, dangerous prey. But of course no one could match the strength and prowess of Duskkit! She stalked her imaginary prey across the camp. In her mind's eye, she could see a strange and wonderful creature that was unaware of her presence. Finally Duskkit pounced, killing the creature swiftly.
When Duskkit had made the kill, she let out a happy yowl that was meant to be a roar of truimph and thanks to StarClan. Snapped back to reality be the sound of her own high-pitched yowling, she winced and looked around sheepishly. Cats were sleeping! What if she awoke someone, or raised a false alarm? Besides, she could get in trouble for being out of the nursery this late in the night. The moon was high in the sky above.
"I can't wait to be an apprentice." Duskkit murmured to herself, sitting down. "Then I could leave the camp and go hunting for real." She looked longingly at the brambles that surrounded their camp. Only two more moons.