Bluestar

Chapter 2

The ally was lit poorly, but still visible enough to see that fool of a pigeon. Red's tail didn't twitch. His pelt didn't move. His body was completely still. Suddenly, he sprung off the poubelle, benne à ordures just in time as the pigeon flew and he flipped his claws to catch onto the tail feathers.
The pigeon squawked in surprise as it hit the ground with Red.
"Oof!" Red gasped as the wind knocked out of him, but his claws still hung onto his prey as he gave a quick bite and the pigeon stopped moving.
It was four months since Sun, his mother's death. nourriture is scarce. toi either hunt for nourriture (extremely...

Lightpaw was licking his shiny blue pelt, while being bathed in the center of the bright sunlight. Darkpaw was near him, looking up at the sky. The birds flocked in the air, the puffy clouds were slowly moving, and the pale blue sky looked as beautiful as usual.

Lightpaw was done bathing himself, and padded over to Darkpaw. "Hey, Darkpaw!" He mewed happily. "What are toi doing?" There was no response. It felt like Darkpaw was a statue, just standing there, looking at the bright sky.

Lightpaw tilted his head a bit. "Hello?" He said, waving his paw over Darkpaw's face. He then clapped both paws...

This is a little tale I am making of a aléatoire cat I just made of. The plot is basically about four sons of a she-cat named Scarletpelt, who are being targeted par a cat who despises Scarletpelt and is her enemy, Shadowclaw. He wants the whole family dead.

It's basically supposed to act like a myth ou legend that an elder is telling a kit.

I hope toi enjoy--Five parts will be soumis here!

Prologue:
Once came along a group of joyful kits, donné birth par a she-cat named Scarletpelt. She may be a bit disrespectful and hot-headed, but she is a very kind soul once toi get to know her.

Her sons were...