Until sunset

[featherbreeze]

Sunlight beamed into the bramble made den of the young brown-tabby rogue, her crystal, forest green eyes filled with dullness as she gaped her jaws into a yawn. A large jet black tom skidded into the den nearly losing his balance, " briar, wake-up somethings happened and it's serious, willow has gathered all us rogues to speak of the danger that has came." She looked up confusion clouding pebblestep's gaze, there was no point in arguing ; she stumbled up and padded out of the warm, thicket den. Willow - a silver she-cat with sea blue eyes - stood on a high up grassy ledge with the band of rogues gathered below her' " As you can see bad times have come to us rogues" she shouted her voice ringing across the clearing. " A cat called scar and his pack of exiled warriors has given us many upon many tasks to do which are life-threatening and we have to complete all tasks before last sunset this week" Willow looked down upon everyone with fearful eyes. She carried on talking," and if we don't we..." Willow's voice trailed of, and shouted again, " ...will be dead!"