~Snowstar's Exile~
Apr 6, 2020 8:58:21 GMT -5
Post by Wurt the Merm on Apr 6, 2020 8:58:21 GMT -5
Chapter 1
Where we all fall.
Snowwolf shuffled herself as she sat down on the cold, dry dirt floor. The air around her and the other cats froze. Her pelt resembled small flurries of snow that fell upon a black surface. Her green eyes looked up. The old tabby leader angrily looked down. The rest of the cats looked at each other. It was the final exile. Any cat but kits and apprentices could be kicked, this exile would mean whoever was kicked. Would never be able to walk here again. The white skies jumped as the leader hit the ground with his paw. Everybody froze.
"Everybody! Prove yourselves! Kits and apprentices are excluded from the challenge of winter hunger!"
Everybody rushed over, some cats discussed what they would do first. Snowwolf and Blazetrail discussed about getting herbs or prey.
"No! We need to get herbs..!"
Snowwolf quietly mewed to Blazetrail.
"Alright, i'll hunt then."
Blazetrail nodded. They together entered a hunting ground, there were barely herbs or prey.
Snowwolf grabbed a few brambles. Along with moss by clawing them off the trees. As she gently put both above the herbs. She blew warm air at the goldenrod plant..
Blazetrail yelled out. It was the last hours of the winter hunger..
"Stop that's ours! Cheater!"
The cat smirked. As they bolted off.
He had no prey.
Snowwolf placed a paw on his back.
"We can do more-"
Snowwolf was cut off by a voice in the distance.
"The winter hunger strike is over! All cats gather and we'll decide!"
At The Rogues of Hunger..
Arthur looked down upon an elderly friend. But his glare didn't point at them.
"Blazetrail and Snowwolf are EXILED!"
Shocked gasps filled the crowd. As the guards unsheathed they're claws. Each step became louder.
Snowwolf snapped out of it and dragged Blazetrail by the scruff.
She had reached a place.. It had a pool with a naked tree not too far away from it, and a flourishing pink flower to the right of it.
"This is my new home."
Where we all fall.
Snowwolf shuffled herself as she sat down on the cold, dry dirt floor. The air around her and the other cats froze. Her pelt resembled small flurries of snow that fell upon a black surface. Her green eyes looked up. The old tabby leader angrily looked down. The rest of the cats looked at each other. It was the final exile. Any cat but kits and apprentices could be kicked, this exile would mean whoever was kicked. Would never be able to walk here again. The white skies jumped as the leader hit the ground with his paw. Everybody froze.
"Everybody! Prove yourselves! Kits and apprentices are excluded from the challenge of winter hunger!"
Everybody rushed over, some cats discussed what they would do first. Snowwolf and Blazetrail discussed about getting herbs or prey.
"No! We need to get herbs..!"
Snowwolf quietly mewed to Blazetrail.
"Alright, i'll hunt then."
Blazetrail nodded. They together entered a hunting ground, there were barely herbs or prey.
Snowwolf grabbed a few brambles. Along with moss by clawing them off the trees. As she gently put both above the herbs. She blew warm air at the goldenrod plant..
Blazetrail yelled out. It was the last hours of the winter hunger..
"Stop that's ours! Cheater!"
The cat smirked. As they bolted off.
He had no prey.
Snowwolf placed a paw on his back.
"We can do more-"
Snowwolf was cut off by a voice in the distance.
"The winter hunger strike is over! All cats gather and we'll decide!"
At The Rogues of Hunger..
Arthur looked down upon an elderly friend. But his glare didn't point at them.
"Blazetrail and Snowwolf are EXILED!"
Shocked gasps filled the crowd. As the guards unsheathed they're claws. Each step became louder.
Snowwolf snapped out of it and dragged Blazetrail by the scruff.
She had reached a place.. It had a pool with a naked tree not too far away from it, and a flourishing pink flower to the right of it.
"This is my new home."