Do you know me? ~ Speckledleaf of Ravenclan
Jan 14, 2020 7:00:29 GMT -5
Post by 🌹Jayjaycats🌹 on Jan 14, 2020 7:00:29 GMT -5
Bloodmoon, Lotus, Raindrop, Lightning, Mouse and Speck.
Do you know my story? Wanna hear it? Well it starts off during new leaf....
A beautiful small tortoiseshell delivered 2 big healthy kits, and 2 rather scrawny kits. It was my father who named us all. He called my two older brothers Raindrop and Lightning, and my younger brother Mouse. For me he said I was to be called Speck. My mother Lotus brought us up fairly and equally, never showing favourites. My father Bloodmoon, howver, was very different. It was obvious he loved Lightning and Raindrop at first, but soon he just forcused on Lightning.
At 5 moons old he taught us how to hunt and before we were 6 moons he forbad my mother to help us. Lotus did sometimes sneak me and Mouse a thrush or two. Raindrop was big enough to catch squirrels and Lightning was fast enough to chase birds, but me and Mouse could only manage catching a scrawny mouse or sometimes a slow vole. It was on those days when we didn't catch anything that Bloodmoon would punish us. It started off as just some yowling but soon he scratched us. He encouraged Lightning to punish us too.
When we were all 7 moons, a group of rogues were passing our home. Instead of a fight Bloomoon offered them Raindrop. The next day my funny naive brother was taken away. Mouse knew this had been planned and went to warn Raindrop, but he arrived too late. The rogues had captured Raindrop and then killed Mouse. How do I know this? I was hiding in a bush watching.
A moon later Bloodmoon left me Lotus and Lightning. He said he needed to go and live with his clan again, help it rise to greatness and reclaim a she cat called Quietstream. Lotus was glad he had left. Instead of life getting better, it stayed the same. Lightning took over punishing me and I got weaker by the day. A moon after my father left, Lightning found a some young she cats and joined them in finding some other strong cats.
Me and Lotus were finally at peace. Life was perfect, but of course it had to end. One day she went out hunting and never came back. I found her dying. A fox had attacked her. I crouched beside her and listened to her last wish for me. I was to find Bloodmoon and live in the clan! It was a mouse brained idea, but I had to do what she said.
After a half moon of travelling, I found a loner. He said his name was Volcano. I asked about the clan and he gladly told me where it was. It was the dead of night when I found the place. There were young cats like me chatting in a clearing. They seemed to peaceful and nice that I hid behind some ferns and cried. They noticed me and soon brought me to their camp. It was a big place, and had many rules. My name was changed to Speckledpaw, much to my relief. And soon I was called Speckledleaf.
Bloodmoon had been killed, and only 1 cat knew I was his daughter. His name is Gingerstripe, and I think I'm falling in love. Not that lovely dovey type, cuz I'm not like that. No, I find him comforting and easy to talk to. That is all I want.
So now you know my story, but it has not finished. One day I will have kits, one day I will die. Maybe they will tell my story, maybe not. No one knows, and frankly, I don't care.
Do you know my story? Wanna hear it? Well it starts off during new leaf....
A beautiful small tortoiseshell delivered 2 big healthy kits, and 2 rather scrawny kits. It was my father who named us all. He called my two older brothers Raindrop and Lightning, and my younger brother Mouse. For me he said I was to be called Speck. My mother Lotus brought us up fairly and equally, never showing favourites. My father Bloodmoon, howver, was very different. It was obvious he loved Lightning and Raindrop at first, but soon he just forcused on Lightning.
At 5 moons old he taught us how to hunt and before we were 6 moons he forbad my mother to help us. Lotus did sometimes sneak me and Mouse a thrush or two. Raindrop was big enough to catch squirrels and Lightning was fast enough to chase birds, but me and Mouse could only manage catching a scrawny mouse or sometimes a slow vole. It was on those days when we didn't catch anything that Bloodmoon would punish us. It started off as just some yowling but soon he scratched us. He encouraged Lightning to punish us too.
When we were all 7 moons, a group of rogues were passing our home. Instead of a fight Bloomoon offered them Raindrop. The next day my funny naive brother was taken away. Mouse knew this had been planned and went to warn Raindrop, but he arrived too late. The rogues had captured Raindrop and then killed Mouse. How do I know this? I was hiding in a bush watching.
A moon later Bloodmoon left me Lotus and Lightning. He said he needed to go and live with his clan again, help it rise to greatness and reclaim a she cat called Quietstream. Lotus was glad he had left. Instead of life getting better, it stayed the same. Lightning took over punishing me and I got weaker by the day. A moon after my father left, Lightning found a some young she cats and joined them in finding some other strong cats.
Me and Lotus were finally at peace. Life was perfect, but of course it had to end. One day she went out hunting and never came back. I found her dying. A fox had attacked her. I crouched beside her and listened to her last wish for me. I was to find Bloodmoon and live in the clan! It was a mouse brained idea, but I had to do what she said.
After a half moon of travelling, I found a loner. He said his name was Volcano. I asked about the clan and he gladly told me where it was. It was the dead of night when I found the place. There were young cats like me chatting in a clearing. They seemed to peaceful and nice that I hid behind some ferns and cried. They noticed me and soon brought me to their camp. It was a big place, and had many rules. My name was changed to Speckledpaw, much to my relief. And soon I was called Speckledleaf.
Bloodmoon had been killed, and only 1 cat knew I was his daughter. His name is Gingerstripe, and I think I'm falling in love. Not that lovely dovey type, cuz I'm not like that. No, I find him comforting and easy to talk to. That is all I want.
So now you know my story, but it has not finished. One day I will have kits, one day I will die. Maybe they will tell my story, maybe not. No one knows, and frankly, I don't care.