Post by Admin on Jul 18, 2007 14:37:34 GMT -5
This is a story that I started a really long time ago. I'm kinda stuck on it, but maybe y'all can help.
Moonlight glittered on smooth boulders. The stars shone brightly in the clear sky. All was silent, river water streamed over wet rocks. The silence was broken by five barking dogs. They emerged one after another, all golden with black spots and short tails. The leader was the largest. They had only one thing on their minds food!
The leader stood on top of a fallen log. Without a sound, the other dogs settled around him.
“This good place! We live here!” he announced. The other dogs barked in agreement.
“No more cages!!!!” growled the leader triumphantly and the other dogs cheered happily. Suddenly one dog stopped barking. His ears were erect and his short tail held high.
“Food!!” he announced. The other dogs licked their chops in anticipation and hunger.
“Cats!!!” he continued. They all knew what cats were…they had been in separate cages then them. Some of them were big but there were some small ones too.
“Need food! Hunt!!” commanded the lead dog. The pack disappeared into the forest and leader followed slowly, bloodlust shining in his eyes.
Bluesky woke up cold and alone in the middle of fourtrees. She got to her feet, shivering. How did I get here? She thought to herself. Last I remember I was in the warriors den…
Suddenly a lithe shape appeared on top of the Great Rock. It was a cat!! More shadowy cats appeared out of nowhere… within seconds, she was surrounded by millions of cats. She peered at the cats; they all looked the same…dark. A knot of fear twisted in her stomach…they didn’t have faces. Then the cat on Great Rock spoke.
“Daughter of the forbidden lovers, you are not welcome in our clan! The punishment for you is death!” he spoke. As the word death rang throughout the hollow, the faceless cats started advancing. Their claws where unsheathed and they hissed angrily.
Then there was a loud barking sound. Suddenly, huge dogs all golden-spotted jumped out of the forest foliage. They launched themselves at the gathered cat, ripping them limb from limb.
Bluesky looked around wildly. She was alone in the now blood-stained clearing. Then there was another. A golden she-cat with a bluish glow around her stood a few rabbit hops away.
“The secret is out!” she said. “And you will be punished by your clan. The penalty is death; however, you shall be spared”
Bluesky shivered in fear. The cat on Great Rock had spoke of death. The golden she-cat was looking at her, a confused yet warm expression on her face.
The golden she-cat had not opened her mouth. The words echoed in Bluesky’s mind. Then the golden she-cat faded away.
“Wait!! I don’t know what you mean!! Come back!!!!!!!!!!!!” Bluesky called. A low snarl caught her ears. She whirled around to see a huge, golden spotted dog lunging at her with gaping jaw dripping with blood…
Bluesky woke up gasping for breath. She looked wildly around her. Bluesky sighed in relief; she was back in the Warrior’s Den. It had all been a dream…
A scary dream…I can still hear those words echoing in my head…and I can smell the blood… Bluesky thought, her heart racing.
“Bluesky, are you ok?” asked a gray she-cat lying nearby. Bluesky nearly jumped at the sound of her best friend’s voice.
“I-I’m fine, Thunderpelt. Just a nightmare…that’s all…” she stammered. Thunderpelt looked at her doubtfully. Bluesky couldn’t blame her. Her words weren’t very convincing.
“You look really shaken up…it must have been really terrible…” Thunderpelt replied. Bluesky inwardly shivered. Only if you think death sentence, huge dogs killing thousands of cats, and then an unnerving prophecy is terrible… she thought sarcastically.
“Stop talking so we can all sleep!!!” growled a brown striped tom. Bluesky sighed. Saved by the deputy! She thought slightly happier.
“Sorry, Coontail.” Thunderpelt mewed, dipping her head respectfully. She turned to Bluesky. “Let’s go on an early hunt.” She suggested.
“Good idea!” whispered Bluesky. She pushed her way out of the warrior’s den into the warm air. It was a dream, and nothing more. She decided firmly as she followed Thunderpelt out of camp. But, if it was only a dream then why were her legs still shaking.
Prologue
Moonlight glittered on smooth boulders. The stars shone brightly in the clear sky. All was silent, river water streamed over wet rocks. The silence was broken by five barking dogs. They emerged one after another, all golden with black spots and short tails. The leader was the largest. They had only one thing on their minds food!
The leader stood on top of a fallen log. Without a sound, the other dogs settled around him.
“This good place! We live here!” he announced. The other dogs barked in agreement.
“No more cages!!!!” growled the leader triumphantly and the other dogs cheered happily. Suddenly one dog stopped barking. His ears were erect and his short tail held high.
“Food!!” he announced. The other dogs licked their chops in anticipation and hunger.
“Cats!!!” he continued. They all knew what cats were…they had been in separate cages then them. Some of them were big but there were some small ones too.
“Need food! Hunt!!” commanded the lead dog. The pack disappeared into the forest and leader followed slowly, bloodlust shining in his eyes.
~*~
Bluesky woke up cold and alone in the middle of fourtrees. She got to her feet, shivering. How did I get here? She thought to herself. Last I remember I was in the warriors den…
Suddenly a lithe shape appeared on top of the Great Rock. It was a cat!! More shadowy cats appeared out of nowhere… within seconds, she was surrounded by millions of cats. She peered at the cats; they all looked the same…dark. A knot of fear twisted in her stomach…they didn’t have faces. Then the cat on Great Rock spoke.
“Daughter of the forbidden lovers, you are not welcome in our clan! The punishment for you is death!” he spoke. As the word death rang throughout the hollow, the faceless cats started advancing. Their claws where unsheathed and they hissed angrily.
Then there was a loud barking sound. Suddenly, huge dogs all golden-spotted jumped out of the forest foliage. They launched themselves at the gathered cat, ripping them limb from limb.
Bluesky looked around wildly. She was alone in the now blood-stained clearing. Then there was another. A golden she-cat with a bluish glow around her stood a few rabbit hops away.
“The secret is out!” she said. “And you will be punished by your clan. The penalty is death; however, you shall be spared”
Bluesky shivered in fear. The cat on Great Rock had spoke of death. The golden she-cat was looking at her, a confused yet warm expression on her face.
Earth will turn to liquid
molten at the center
Water will turn to vapor
in the head of the battle
Air will turn to fire
inhaled and engulfing
Fire will turn to a tangible wall
that turns all to ashes.
molten at the center
Water will turn to vapor
in the head of the battle
Air will turn to fire
inhaled and engulfing
Fire will turn to a tangible wall
that turns all to ashes.
The golden she-cat had not opened her mouth. The words echoed in Bluesky’s mind. Then the golden she-cat faded away.
“Wait!! I don’t know what you mean!! Come back!!!!!!!!!!!!” Bluesky called. A low snarl caught her ears. She whirled around to see a huge, golden spotted dog lunging at her with gaping jaw dripping with blood…
~*~
Bluesky woke up gasping for breath. She looked wildly around her. Bluesky sighed in relief; she was back in the Warrior’s Den. It had all been a dream…
A scary dream…I can still hear those words echoing in my head…and I can smell the blood… Bluesky thought, her heart racing.
“Bluesky, are you ok?” asked a gray she-cat lying nearby. Bluesky nearly jumped at the sound of her best friend’s voice.
“I-I’m fine, Thunderpelt. Just a nightmare…that’s all…” she stammered. Thunderpelt looked at her doubtfully. Bluesky couldn’t blame her. Her words weren’t very convincing.
“You look really shaken up…it must have been really terrible…” Thunderpelt replied. Bluesky inwardly shivered. Only if you think death sentence, huge dogs killing thousands of cats, and then an unnerving prophecy is terrible… she thought sarcastically.
“Stop talking so we can all sleep!!!” growled a brown striped tom. Bluesky sighed. Saved by the deputy! She thought slightly happier.
“Sorry, Coontail.” Thunderpelt mewed, dipping her head respectfully. She turned to Bluesky. “Let’s go on an early hunt.” She suggested.
“Good idea!” whispered Bluesky. She pushed her way out of the warrior’s den into the warm air. It was a dream, and nothing more. She decided firmly as she followed Thunderpelt out of camp. But, if it was only a dream then why were her legs still shaking.
