A Little Visitor

[Rose]

The young tabby and white she-cat hardly heard Mimi's next words. A disgusted expression had crossed her face, for she had just picked up the faint traces of the sickly scent of blood. Her pawsteps began to quicken, now dodging bushes and logs left and right. Her mind was spinning, her stomach in knots. This could very well end up as her first real battle. Would she do well? Or would she fail and disappoint Darkslash?

The she-cat threw a glance to her mentor who was not far behind. She knew right then she would not want to disappoint him or disgrace him in any way. Already alone enough, without my help. She thought sadly.

Cricketpaw's head turned once more as the light suddenly grew brighter. Her pace slowed as they came to a clearing near the twoleg area. Her fur prickled with unease at the sight of the nests. She had heard of kit stories in which warriors had been trapped by twolegs and shoved into the bellies of the monsters that seemed to swallow the twolegs then spit them out once more. She then realized she had begun to shake. More scared of the twolegs than the BloodGang! She realized with horror.

A shape on the Thunderpath caused her to stop dead mere moments before Mimi crashed into her side. Eyes large, she watched the kit's shoulders droop with relief. The corpse stunk of twoleg trash, not twolegs themselves. Trying not to gaze at the dead BloodGang cat, she looked around in vain for Mimi's friends. "BloodGang must've gotten them." she observed, not seeing the kittypets anywhere.

[Torn]

(My next post is in 'Going Home, With Death On The Mind.' OK peeps?)

[Silver]

(And... here Bluepaw makes her grand entrance! Only to disappear to another thread XD How sad. After my post, would this end the thread?)

Bluepaw watched with growing curiosity as a kittypet scrambled up to their leader and requested Copperfur. Copperfur, Copperfur, she thought, twirling the name around in her head. An image of a copper-colored tom appeared, a face she had seen often. A respected warrior, she though lazily. What is a kit like her wanting with Copperfur? she asked herself, now listening closly. Now Darkslash joined the group, then Longstride. Many curious faces and ears were angled toward to group, just like her own. Soon the same name echoed amoung the little group. BloodGang
Oooh, so now the little kit knows about this mysterious Bloodgang that cats were raving on about at the Gathering. Don't be mean; she could be your sibling for all you know. Sigh. Too bad she hadn't attended. As a small patrol of cats left, Bluepaw realized she had already made up her mind to follow them. I can show Iceflight my tracking skills! she thought as she rose, then stretched. Leaping down from the rock which she was lounging, she quickly snuck after the others.

Bluepaw always kept a few fox-lengths behind, following their scents past the waterfall (which drench her; not that she even noticed), through the mashes and forests that dotted their territory, right up by the two-leg place. She felt strangly at ease. As she padded forward silently, the metalic smell of blood hit her nose. That sent her realing into full awakeness. She blinked a few times, realizing where she was going. Hey, I'm heading into battle with bloody rouges, she thought. And still she felt eerily calm. Trotting now, she kept her paws away from sticky blood and past a carcass that sent shivers up and down her spine. Now, where's Copperfur and them? she wondered, looking around for her friends. Lifting her nose, she scented them, and heard them as she hurried forward.

Found 'em

[Rose]

(Yes, your post ended it. XD)