Post by Fantom on Nov 12, 2007 19:08:15 GMT -5
Yeah, I do like writing.
Maybe I should post my Sorta-Fanfic-in-progress here. It's sorta like warriors, with the cats and all... I just started this.... Blah.
Edit;;
Title change! This story is now called 'A New Dawn'
Anything warrior related is © to Erin Hunter.
Not me.
Erin Hunter
Tracks in the mud
The day was going, and the moon was shining in the star sprinkled sky . The last of the flock of geese landed in the waters, and called his goodnight. Voices could be heard, mixing with the melody of the night. They where the soft, eerie tune of a cat.
"I am alone. There is not a cat.. here.... Nothing."
A small tom slumped his shoulders and pulled his paw free of the clinging mud. He was almost all black except for his right ear tip. His eyes where a dull yellow, full pain.
"And there is ... no prey. Nothing ..I-I can catch. No.. No wonder no cats live in .. this place."
His breath was going. He struggled with the words. When he turned towards the moon, it was clear he was starving to death, with his fur only hanging off bones.
"I need.. food. Need to live.. Thistle!" He gurgled, his eyes glazing over. "Thistle, come.. co"
He slumped forward and he let out a shriek. Then he staggered towards the lake and collapsed in the shallow water. His body was going, seeming to dissolve into the air. Then he was gone.
The one goose opened his eyes and cocked his head. He let out a plain honk, not troubled, and closed his eyes.
Questions
The morning sun showed no tragedy that had happened the night before. It lit the world up, washing away the memories of the moon's domain.
Except the tracks in the mud.
That was exactly what Blazing Sun was pondering.
He himself was many times the size of the cat he had made these marks. He was larger then even the ancient cats. His fur was a dark ginger with black stripes running down his tail.
Blazing paused and placed his paw down next to the little mark in the drying mud. It was like a rabbit's track to a footprint of a ant. He pulled it away and thought for a moment.
"There is no cat so small. It was only tales. Maybe some sort of rabbit or something. No cat."
He turned away, leaving the path as it was. Picking up the geese he had killed, he padded away.
"Hey, Blaze!"
Blazing Sun narrowed his eyes and turned towards the younger cat. She was a soft gray color with one white spot on her shoulder.
"Yes, Steep Stone? I was just out hunting."
She cocked her head and let out a laugh.
"I saw little paw tracks, going round and round the lake! It was so funny."
The hunter licked the she-cat on the ear.
"It was just some rabbit with a foot problem, right? That's all."
The little cat looked like she was about to laugh, but held it back and nodded. She bounced along Blazing as he ambled back to the beds. He dropped the geese and glanced at Steep.
"A usual, no food. Here, take this."
He gave her the biggest bird and kept the rest for himself. Steep growled at him, but took her morsel.
"Greedy squirrel. That's what your like, keeping all your nuts for yourself."
Blazing rolled his eyes and bit into his bird, ignoring the feathers and swallowing.
They sat down together to eat, each of them lost in their own thoughts.
The Land of Stone
Steep Stone sighed and scrabbled up another stone. She always hated crossing the mountains, it shredded her paws. She glanced back at Blazing. He stood out among the grayish stones.
"I'll go hunt." she called back. Although she hated hunting, she blended in here. Prey never saw her coming.
Blaze gave her a strange look, but said nothing. She took it as a yes, and took a few bounding leaps and slipped over a rocky ridge.
Steep scented the air for sings of water and plants. She only smelled the open sky and rock.
Sighing, she closed yellow eyes and reached out father, drawing in the scents of the mountains.
There! A pool..
Opening her eyes, and set out in a steady trot towards the pool. When she found water, she would find grass, and therefore find prey.
The wanders grinned as she sighted the pool that was fed by a clear stream. Grass grew a ways back in a dip in the land. She could smell rabbits there.
Slipping across the stone like a shadow of a bird, she slowly edge her way into the little valley. She spotted a quick flash of gray.
She pounced, and caught the rabbit between her giant paws. She glanced at it, and decided to bury it instead of eating it. She set off to catch more, almost enjoying herself.
Soon, Steep had as much as she could carry. Gathering up her treasure, the gray she-cat found her scent trail and followed it back to Blaze, he was cleaning his paws. She noted with disgust that his tough paw pads looked in perfect condition.
She dropped the rabbits and pulled three over for herself. Blaze made a little nose of surprise, but said nothing about her. She dived into her meal, enjoying the blood trickling through her jaws. She pulled off the legs and stored them for later inside a crack in the stone.
She finished before Blazing and set off to collect bedding. She didn't say anything to her companion.
She found moss quicker then she had prey. It grew by a trickle of water not to far ahead of the pair. Pulling off clumps, she purred in satisfaction at how soft it felt.
Blaze did comment when she got back.
"I guess this is where we are sleeping, huh? That's fine with me. I just hope I'll have something to sleep on."
Steep laughed and licked the tom on the head.
"'Course I did. I wouldn't get away with it if I let you suffer."
He nodded his head, his amber eyes dancing.
Patting the beds into shape, Steep curled up as Blaze sat by her side.
Blazing felt his eyes growing heavy after guarding Steep Stone halfway through the night. Keeping his claws sheathed, he poked Steep in the side. She groaned and opened her eyes.
"Your turn." He said, and curled up in his own nest. The gray she cat sat up in her warm bedding, and stared out at the night.
As Blazing's breaths slowed into a steady rhythm, Steep scratched out drawings in the ground. When she grew board of this, she stood up and snagged the hidden legs for a early breakfast.
Gulping them down, she sat back down and her eyes stood straight up. She didn't move again.
The hours passed by, and Blaze woke up. He told her to get some rest while he went out to hunt.
Steep wasn't tired, even after she spent half of last night awake. Restless, she cleaned up the moss and shoved it out from under the overhang the two wanders had used as shelter.
The she-cat set about cleaning her fur, which was a horrible sight. After she was satisfied, she rolled onto a warm stone, basking in the rising sun. Without warning, sleep pounced.
Beyond the Gray
Steep sighed and licked her pads, trying to get feeling back. The ground was cold from the mornings frost. Blazing was ahead, looking back at the she-cat with annoyance.
He was built for the mountains. she thought, a put her paw back onto the ground, taking a leap towards him. He gave her a little nip to tell her to keep pace with him, and set off again.
She stared at his swishing tail and big paws. His broad shoulders gave him a air of strength. He was bigger and four moons older then her, but she still loved him. He didn't love her, she could see that.
Sighing softly, she dropped her head. Blazing had found her two seasons ago. Alone, wounded and confused. She could barely remember what happened before that.
Steep trotted behind for hours, in till she felt like her legs had been ripped off. She gave a soft whimper and collapsed, licking her fur to warm her up.
Blaze stopped and turned back. He sighed, gave her a lick, and led her to a cave.
"Stay here. I will go hunt."
She didn't argue. The cave kept heat, well, it was warmer then outside. She curled up into a ball ad fell into a empty sleep.
Blaze had brought down a hawk. She could smell feathers.
Steep Stone opened her eyes and stretched, letting out a huge yawn. Blaze was careful plucking feathers away from the large bird. She rolled her eyes.
He finished and pushed in towards her. She ate her fill and left the rest for him.
She got up, feeling warm and happy. She leaped onto a high rock to have a look around.
She saw green. The green was far away, beyond the gray of the mountains. At least a day away.
She sighed and went back into the cave to tell Blaze.
Two days, Steep had been wrong. It took two days to reach the green.
But now it was spread before her, warm green hills that rolled away from mountains. She longed to feel the cool grass on her burning grass.
"Go on ahead." Blaze whispered in her ear.
She bounded down the last of the slopes, and cried in joy as her paws hit the grass. It was a great feeling.
Steep rolled in the green, turning her back away from the gray.
Only waves of color where ahead.
And the Gray Clouds Form
Blazing purred as he licked Steep gently. It had been five days since the two Wanders had escaped from the mountains, and he was enjoying the warm Leaf-New with Steep.
"Oh, Blazing," she said so suddenly the tom almost jumped, "That feels so good."
Blaze gave another purr and curled up besides her. They where basking in the mid afternoon sun on a warm hill. The mountains where only a memory.
"Hey, Blaze?" Such a sweet voice. "Let's never part ways. I've realized how much you do love me. I never really saw before..."
He sighed in pleasure.
"I'll try." And then he saw her close her beautiful eyes. His own emerald eyes felt heavy.
Giving steep one last tired lick behind her ear, he closed his eyes and dreamed.
The next morning was wet and cold, but it didn't matter to the two wanders. Everyday seemed sunny now.
How quickly things changed, Blaze had thought more the once. I never noticed how she looked at me before. But when she told me back there, on the foot of the mountain...
He always smiled in pleasure when he recalled her words.
When he woke up the next day, soaked to the bone to find her sleeping peacefully next to him, he forgot his worries.
"Hey, Steep Stone? I'm going hunting."
Steep, who hadn't been sleeping deeply, raised her head.
"Can I come?"
He nodded.
"Of course."
They set out, Steep picking up the scent of deer.
"We must be near a forest." She had told him. They followed the trail towards a cluster of trees.
Two bucks and four does where grazing there. Blaze eyed the smaller buck. Steep stepped back, letting him hunt. He took a few silent steps and then crouched down, watching for the younger buck to move forward. As soon as it was more then ten feet away, he measured the distance he would need to go.
He could land on the creatures back in one week. His legs bunched up under him, and shot forward. His attack was so well planned, the buck didn't have time to run.
He brought it down in one swipe of his paw. The other deer had fled when Blazing had landed on the buck.
Dragging the animal under a low growing tree, he feasted besides Steep.
They grew played under the oak tree, tumbling through the brush. Laughs rang through the hills, alerting all prey. The wanders didn't care.
Life was good. It could get no better.
Blazing ruined the moment when he stepped into a thorn patch. He cringed as multiple thorns buried into his paw.
"Ooooo..." he wailed and tried to scramble out of the patch, but the thorns clung to him and held him back.
He bunched up and leaped, leaving bright ginger fur behind.
Steep was at his side instantly, frantic.
"I hate pulling thorns out. It hurts you so much when I do.. I'm sorry, I'm no help in healing."
She looked at his paws, and saw how he kept his weight off his hind ones. She started licking him, trying to do what she could.
Blazing eventually found the pain to great. He told Steep that he had to get them out.
"Go somewhere where I can't see you." She muttered, her stomach churning.
He had gave her a little purr and she watched him hobble away out into the plains.
Blazing collapsed a mile or so away, and lifted up his left foot, finding multiple brown points in his black paw pad.
Closing his eyes, he gripped one and gave a tug. He winced, but kept at it in till his paw, although bleeding freely, was free of thorns.
All his paws seemed to have millions of thorns in them. It was slow progress, and he became so into it he didn't notice the sound.
It was growly and low, and as it got louder it sounded like a rock scraping against metal.
Blazing didn't look up in till it was lumbering towards him. Strange shining pelts covered the red fur underneath.
It looked like a bear, except with bigger eyes and a faster build. It's tail wasn't there, and it had huge paws.
Blazing was terrified. This creature was very big.
He screamed, and that's when the creature rushed towards him. Suddenly, death was staring him in the face.
And then, as a searing pain ripped his chest to pieces, everything swirled around and drained away.
It had come so suddenly, he had no time to think. No time to react.
The creature took one look at Blazing Sun's bloody body, and grinned in a horrible way, nothing like a cat's playful smile.
"No more stealing." It's voice was strange, it tainted the quiet hills.
Then it turned, it's shiny pelts glinting in sun.
And as suddenly as i- he had come, he turned away and left.
Chap. 1
Yup.
Uhh... I'll get more up later.
This story has no title yet.
I know that last chapter was way short.
;p
Chap. 2
Yeah, yeah.
It was still short, and just introducing the two main characters, two wanders.
Wanders are like loners in warriors. The live alone with no type of group in a peaceful way. As their name suggests, these type of cats have no territory...
Hope you likes. ^-^
Chap. 3
Yay! Sorta long. ;D
Yeah, I know. It was a bad ending, but... I was out of ideas.
And sorry for any typos. I don't really check... I'll fix any of them later.
Promise.
Chap. 4
What will happen next...?!
I have to think about that.
xD'
Maybe I should post my Sorta-Fanfic-in-progress here. It's sorta like warriors, with the cats and all... I just started this.... Blah.
Edit;;
Title change! This story is now called 'A New Dawn'
Anything warrior related is © to Erin Hunter.
Not me.
Erin Hunter
Tracks in the mud
The day was going, and the moon was shining in the star sprinkled sky . The last of the flock of geese landed in the waters, and called his goodnight. Voices could be heard, mixing with the melody of the night. They where the soft, eerie tune of a cat.
"I am alone. There is not a cat.. here.... Nothing."
A small tom slumped his shoulders and pulled his paw free of the clinging mud. He was almost all black except for his right ear tip. His eyes where a dull yellow, full pain.
"And there is ... no prey. Nothing ..I-I can catch. No.. No wonder no cats live in .. this place."
His breath was going. He struggled with the words. When he turned towards the moon, it was clear he was starving to death, with his fur only hanging off bones.
"I need.. food. Need to live.. Thistle!" He gurgled, his eyes glazing over. "Thistle, come.. co"
He slumped forward and he let out a shriek. Then he staggered towards the lake and collapsed in the shallow water. His body was going, seeming to dissolve into the air. Then he was gone.
The one goose opened his eyes and cocked his head. He let out a plain honk, not troubled, and closed his eyes.
Questions
The morning sun showed no tragedy that had happened the night before. It lit the world up, washing away the memories of the moon's domain.
Except the tracks in the mud.
That was exactly what Blazing Sun was pondering.
He himself was many times the size of the cat he had made these marks. He was larger then even the ancient cats. His fur was a dark ginger with black stripes running down his tail.
Blazing paused and placed his paw down next to the little mark in the drying mud. It was like a rabbit's track to a footprint of a ant. He pulled it away and thought for a moment.
"There is no cat so small. It was only tales. Maybe some sort of rabbit or something. No cat."
He turned away, leaving the path as it was. Picking up the geese he had killed, he padded away.
"Hey, Blaze!"
Blazing Sun narrowed his eyes and turned towards the younger cat. She was a soft gray color with one white spot on her shoulder.
"Yes, Steep Stone? I was just out hunting."
She cocked her head and let out a laugh.
"I saw little paw tracks, going round and round the lake! It was so funny."
The hunter licked the she-cat on the ear.
"It was just some rabbit with a foot problem, right? That's all."
The little cat looked like she was about to laugh, but held it back and nodded. She bounced along Blazing as he ambled back to the beds. He dropped the geese and glanced at Steep.
"A usual, no food. Here, take this."
He gave her the biggest bird and kept the rest for himself. Steep growled at him, but took her morsel.
"Greedy squirrel. That's what your like, keeping all your nuts for yourself."
Blazing rolled his eyes and bit into his bird, ignoring the feathers and swallowing.
They sat down together to eat, each of them lost in their own thoughts.
The Land of Stone
Steep Stone sighed and scrabbled up another stone. She always hated crossing the mountains, it shredded her paws. She glanced back at Blazing. He stood out among the grayish stones.
"I'll go hunt." she called back. Although she hated hunting, she blended in here. Prey never saw her coming.
Blaze gave her a strange look, but said nothing. She took it as a yes, and took a few bounding leaps and slipped over a rocky ridge.
Steep scented the air for sings of water and plants. She only smelled the open sky and rock.
Sighing, she closed yellow eyes and reached out father, drawing in the scents of the mountains.
There! A pool..
Opening her eyes, and set out in a steady trot towards the pool. When she found water, she would find grass, and therefore find prey.
The wanders grinned as she sighted the pool that was fed by a clear stream. Grass grew a ways back in a dip in the land. She could smell rabbits there.
Slipping across the stone like a shadow of a bird, she slowly edge her way into the little valley. She spotted a quick flash of gray.
She pounced, and caught the rabbit between her giant paws. She glanced at it, and decided to bury it instead of eating it. She set off to catch more, almost enjoying herself.
Soon, Steep had as much as she could carry. Gathering up her treasure, the gray she-cat found her scent trail and followed it back to Blaze, he was cleaning his paws. She noted with disgust that his tough paw pads looked in perfect condition.
She dropped the rabbits and pulled three over for herself. Blaze made a little nose of surprise, but said nothing about her. She dived into her meal, enjoying the blood trickling through her jaws. She pulled off the legs and stored them for later inside a crack in the stone.
She finished before Blazing and set off to collect bedding. She didn't say anything to her companion.
She found moss quicker then she had prey. It grew by a trickle of water not to far ahead of the pair. Pulling off clumps, she purred in satisfaction at how soft it felt.
Blaze did comment when she got back.
"I guess this is where we are sleeping, huh? That's fine with me. I just hope I'll have something to sleep on."
Steep laughed and licked the tom on the head.
"'Course I did. I wouldn't get away with it if I let you suffer."
He nodded his head, his amber eyes dancing.
Patting the beds into shape, Steep curled up as Blaze sat by her side.
Blazing felt his eyes growing heavy after guarding Steep Stone halfway through the night. Keeping his claws sheathed, he poked Steep in the side. She groaned and opened her eyes.
"Your turn." He said, and curled up in his own nest. The gray she cat sat up in her warm bedding, and stared out at the night.
As Blazing's breaths slowed into a steady rhythm, Steep scratched out drawings in the ground. When she grew board of this, she stood up and snagged the hidden legs for a early breakfast.
Gulping them down, she sat back down and her eyes stood straight up. She didn't move again.
The hours passed by, and Blaze woke up. He told her to get some rest while he went out to hunt.
Steep wasn't tired, even after she spent half of last night awake. Restless, she cleaned up the moss and shoved it out from under the overhang the two wanders had used as shelter.
The she-cat set about cleaning her fur, which was a horrible sight. After she was satisfied, she rolled onto a warm stone, basking in the rising sun. Without warning, sleep pounced.
Beyond the Gray
Steep sighed and licked her pads, trying to get feeling back. The ground was cold from the mornings frost. Blazing was ahead, looking back at the she-cat with annoyance.
He was built for the mountains. she thought, a put her paw back onto the ground, taking a leap towards him. He gave her a little nip to tell her to keep pace with him, and set off again.
She stared at his swishing tail and big paws. His broad shoulders gave him a air of strength. He was bigger and four moons older then her, but she still loved him. He didn't love her, she could see that.
Sighing softly, she dropped her head. Blazing had found her two seasons ago. Alone, wounded and confused. She could barely remember what happened before that.
Steep trotted behind for hours, in till she felt like her legs had been ripped off. She gave a soft whimper and collapsed, licking her fur to warm her up.
Blaze stopped and turned back. He sighed, gave her a lick, and led her to a cave.
"Stay here. I will go hunt."
She didn't argue. The cave kept heat, well, it was warmer then outside. She curled up into a ball ad fell into a empty sleep.
Blaze had brought down a hawk. She could smell feathers.
Steep Stone opened her eyes and stretched, letting out a huge yawn. Blaze was careful plucking feathers away from the large bird. She rolled her eyes.
He finished and pushed in towards her. She ate her fill and left the rest for him.
She got up, feeling warm and happy. She leaped onto a high rock to have a look around.
She saw green. The green was far away, beyond the gray of the mountains. At least a day away.
She sighed and went back into the cave to tell Blaze.
Two days, Steep had been wrong. It took two days to reach the green.
But now it was spread before her, warm green hills that rolled away from mountains. She longed to feel the cool grass on her burning grass.
"Go on ahead." Blaze whispered in her ear.
She bounded down the last of the slopes, and cried in joy as her paws hit the grass. It was a great feeling.
Steep rolled in the green, turning her back away from the gray.
Only waves of color where ahead.
And the Gray Clouds Form
Blazing purred as he licked Steep gently. It had been five days since the two Wanders had escaped from the mountains, and he was enjoying the warm Leaf-New with Steep.
"Oh, Blazing," she said so suddenly the tom almost jumped, "That feels so good."
Blaze gave another purr and curled up besides her. They where basking in the mid afternoon sun on a warm hill. The mountains where only a memory.
"Hey, Blaze?" Such a sweet voice. "Let's never part ways. I've realized how much you do love me. I never really saw before..."
He sighed in pleasure.
"I'll try." And then he saw her close her beautiful eyes. His own emerald eyes felt heavy.
Giving steep one last tired lick behind her ear, he closed his eyes and dreamed.
The next morning was wet and cold, but it didn't matter to the two wanders. Everyday seemed sunny now.
How quickly things changed, Blaze had thought more the once. I never noticed how she looked at me before. But when she told me back there, on the foot of the mountain...
He always smiled in pleasure when he recalled her words.
When he woke up the next day, soaked to the bone to find her sleeping peacefully next to him, he forgot his worries.
"Hey, Steep Stone? I'm going hunting."
Steep, who hadn't been sleeping deeply, raised her head.
"Can I come?"
He nodded.
"Of course."
They set out, Steep picking up the scent of deer.
"We must be near a forest." She had told him. They followed the trail towards a cluster of trees.
Two bucks and four does where grazing there. Blaze eyed the smaller buck. Steep stepped back, letting him hunt. He took a few silent steps and then crouched down, watching for the younger buck to move forward. As soon as it was more then ten feet away, he measured the distance he would need to go.
He could land on the creatures back in one week. His legs bunched up under him, and shot forward. His attack was so well planned, the buck didn't have time to run.
He brought it down in one swipe of his paw. The other deer had fled when Blazing had landed on the buck.
Dragging the animal under a low growing tree, he feasted besides Steep.
They grew played under the oak tree, tumbling through the brush. Laughs rang through the hills, alerting all prey. The wanders didn't care.
Life was good. It could get no better.
Blazing ruined the moment when he stepped into a thorn patch. He cringed as multiple thorns buried into his paw.
"Ooooo..." he wailed and tried to scramble out of the patch, but the thorns clung to him and held him back.
He bunched up and leaped, leaving bright ginger fur behind.
Steep was at his side instantly, frantic.
"I hate pulling thorns out. It hurts you so much when I do.. I'm sorry, I'm no help in healing."
She looked at his paws, and saw how he kept his weight off his hind ones. She started licking him, trying to do what she could.
Blazing eventually found the pain to great. He told Steep that he had to get them out.
"Go somewhere where I can't see you." She muttered, her stomach churning.
He had gave her a little purr and she watched him hobble away out into the plains.
Blazing collapsed a mile or so away, and lifted up his left foot, finding multiple brown points in his black paw pad.
Closing his eyes, he gripped one and gave a tug. He winced, but kept at it in till his paw, although bleeding freely, was free of thorns.
All his paws seemed to have millions of thorns in them. It was slow progress, and he became so into it he didn't notice the sound.
It was growly and low, and as it got louder it sounded like a rock scraping against metal.
Blazing didn't look up in till it was lumbering towards him. Strange shining pelts covered the red fur underneath.
It looked like a bear, except with bigger eyes and a faster build. It's tail wasn't there, and it had huge paws.
Blazing was terrified. This creature was very big.
He screamed, and that's when the creature rushed towards him. Suddenly, death was staring him in the face.
And then, as a searing pain ripped his chest to pieces, everything swirled around and drained away.
It had come so suddenly, he had no time to think. No time to react.
The creature took one look at Blazing Sun's bloody body, and grinned in a horrible way, nothing like a cat's playful smile.
"No more stealing." It's voice was strange, it tainted the quiet hills.
Then it turned, it's shiny pelts glinting in sun.
And as suddenly as i- he had come, he turned away and left.
Chap. 1
Yup.
Uhh... I'll get more up later.
This story has no title yet.
I know that last chapter was way short.
;p
Chap. 2
Yeah, yeah.
It was still short, and just introducing the two main characters, two wanders.
Wanders are like loners in warriors. The live alone with no type of group in a peaceful way. As their name suggests, these type of cats have no territory...
Hope you likes. ^-^
Chap. 3
Yay! Sorta long. ;D
Yeah, I know. It was a bad ending, but... I was out of ideas.
And sorry for any typos. I don't really check... I'll fix any of them later.
Promise.
Chap. 4
What will happen next...?!
I have to think about that.
xD'