April 5, 2013

Chapter 41: Weed

Chapter 41: Weed

Weed

     I peered out from the tree when the patrol was out of sight.  I could feel the breeze in my honey-colored fur, and my crooked tail swayed too.  I love the clan cats, how they smell, and how they have a place to call home.  They don't know how lucky they are, with friends to share their life with.  I am alone.  A loner, as the clan cats call cats like me.  One day I'm going to talk to those clan cats, maybe even join them.  I'll be their best warrior, the most loyal cat they'll ever see.  I know how to hunt, how to fight, how to treat cats fairly.  Despite my name, Weed.  I'm not sure how I got the name, how it came about.  All I know is that it isn't really me, but I still like it.
    All my life I've wandered around, looking for a place to call home.  I was so desperate at one point I ate kittypet garbage.  But it wasn't as bad as I thought, so it became my daily meal until I met this cat in a forest west of here.  I never knew her name, but she was a pretty cream-colored cat.  Her kindness granted me the knowledge of hunting and fighting.  In return I kept her company.  We were great friends, until one day she left.  But one night she said she had to leave.
    "Weed, I have to go.  It's not your fault," she had said.
    "But why?  Why do you have to go?" I had whined.
    "You'll find out one day, my friend.  My ancestors have introduced me to my destiny.  Just promise me one thing,"
    "What?"
    "Find the clan known as StormClan.  Watch them for me, especially the small gray cat.  Her life depends on you."  
    And then the cat had gone.  But I did as she asked.  I found StormClan, and the pretty gray cat.  I've watched that clan ever since I found them.  But I have always wondered what the cream-colored cat meant by the gray cat being in danger.  Her clan seems to doubt her, but so what?  How can she be in any danger?  And my thinking cost me.  A group of StormClanners caught me in the open.   I was so scared, I ran away.  I blew my chance of talking to them.  But one day I will talk to them.  I just know it.

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