The Cold Aura (A BloodClan and ThunderClan fanfic)
Feb 2, 2016 0:47:13 GMT -5
Post by aurafrost on Feb 2, 2016 0:47:13 GMT -5
Semi-backstory and note: This is an AU where Scourge finds a mate in Cinderpelt, and has kits. My OC is walking around the Twolegplace with them, and one day, gets kidnapped by a Twoleg. She then sees part of the Battle against BloodClan.
This is my first attempt to something like this, so please, don't be too harsh.
Prolouge:
All I remember was walking down the street one day with my father, Scourge... And my mother, who didn't tell me her name. I remember she was this dark gray cat with light gray specks covering her back. I took note of one of her hind legs was badly injured. All Scourge said about it was, "The orange cat didn't take good enough care of her, so I'm doing it for him." Both of them had these wonderful, ice blue eyes. My mother said I sort of looked like the both of them. I had those light gray specks, but I had Scourge's fur color, and I had white paws. I also had a white chest and a white tail tip. I smiled, still walking with the two. My other siblings, Night, who was black and had a gray muzzle and back stripe, Cloud, who was gray with two white paws, and Lightning, a black cat with one lightning-shaped white stripe down one stripe, and a gray one down the other, were at our fort.
Suddenly, these... tall things with four paws came towards us. I yelped, one was trying to pick me up. No! No! I wanted to stay with my family. It was too late, though. It had picked me up, dragging me away from my one-white pawed father and my lovely gray mother. The two were trying their ebst to stop the huge, burly thing but I was dragged away.
Now, two moons later, I sit on my fence. I play with my rainbow-colored collar and sigh, looking towards the forest. I perked my ears, suddenly hearing the many cries of cats. Was someone being hurt? My natural caring instincts said for me to go help them, ad so I did. I jumped off the fence, landing on the soft, green grass below. My tail flicked the edge of the wooden fence before I decide to spint it towards the mixed sound of hisses, growls, and cries. My paws gently skimmed the dirt and twigs of the forest below.
I glance up and immediately stop, heaving for air. What I saw was unfathomale to any kit's mind. Blood was seepig in the once green grass, turning it into a nice crimson red color. I take a step back, looking at the countless bodies covering the one rock in the middle and some of the bodies had even been flung into the trees. The four trees that spanned most of the area had been washed with the blood. It took me a minute to realize, some of the cats were part of my group. I can pick out Cloud, who now had a light blue collar with dog and cat's teeth. Among the cats, I can see Bone, Scourge's close friend. He was having trouble with four or five cats a bit bigger than me. I attempt to run after the black and white cat, only to feel myself be picked up. I look up and notice this skinnier, orange cat hacing been the one picked me up. He had the green eyes of a shimmering emerald. "What are you doing here, kit?" He had asked, placing me on one of the many rocks before turning to face a cat.
I had tilted my head to the side, looking at the cat he faced... Scourge!
"Scourge, I didn't think you were so low to stoop to use kits to fight!" The orange cat hissed, his tail lashing. His white claws were glistening with blood.
"What do you mean, Firestar?" Scourge asked. I knew he saw me. His eyes widened, which gave the orange cat time to attack..
This is my first attempt to something like this, so please, don't be too harsh.
Prolouge:
All I remember was walking down the street one day with my father, Scourge... And my mother, who didn't tell me her name. I remember she was this dark gray cat with light gray specks covering her back. I took note of one of her hind legs was badly injured. All Scourge said about it was, "The orange cat didn't take good enough care of her, so I'm doing it for him." Both of them had these wonderful, ice blue eyes. My mother said I sort of looked like the both of them. I had those light gray specks, but I had Scourge's fur color, and I had white paws. I also had a white chest and a white tail tip. I smiled, still walking with the two. My other siblings, Night, who was black and had a gray muzzle and back stripe, Cloud, who was gray with two white paws, and Lightning, a black cat with one lightning-shaped white stripe down one stripe, and a gray one down the other, were at our fort.
Suddenly, these... tall things with four paws came towards us. I yelped, one was trying to pick me up. No! No! I wanted to stay with my family. It was too late, though. It had picked me up, dragging me away from my one-white pawed father and my lovely gray mother. The two were trying their ebst to stop the huge, burly thing but I was dragged away.
Now, two moons later, I sit on my fence. I play with my rainbow-colored collar and sigh, looking towards the forest. I perked my ears, suddenly hearing the many cries of cats. Was someone being hurt? My natural caring instincts said for me to go help them, ad so I did. I jumped off the fence, landing on the soft, green grass below. My tail flicked the edge of the wooden fence before I decide to spint it towards the mixed sound of hisses, growls, and cries. My paws gently skimmed the dirt and twigs of the forest below.
I glance up and immediately stop, heaving for air. What I saw was unfathomale to any kit's mind. Blood was seepig in the once green grass, turning it into a nice crimson red color. I take a step back, looking at the countless bodies covering the one rock in the middle and some of the bodies had even been flung into the trees. The four trees that spanned most of the area had been washed with the blood. It took me a minute to realize, some of the cats were part of my group. I can pick out Cloud, who now had a light blue collar with dog and cat's teeth. Among the cats, I can see Bone, Scourge's close friend. He was having trouble with four or five cats a bit bigger than me. I attempt to run after the black and white cat, only to feel myself be picked up. I look up and notice this skinnier, orange cat hacing been the one picked me up. He had the green eyes of a shimmering emerald. "What are you doing here, kit?" He had asked, placing me on one of the many rocks before turning to face a cat.
I had tilted my head to the side, looking at the cat he faced... Scourge!
"Scourge, I didn't think you were so low to stoop to use kits to fight!" The orange cat hissed, his tail lashing. His white claws were glistening with blood.
"What do you mean, Firestar?" Scourge asked. I knew he saw me. His eyes widened, which gave the orange cat time to attack..