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This is a story I've had in my mind for quite a while, just never had the thought to write it put until recently... So here it is!
One thing first though, I claim the rights to my story plot, my characters, and my idea. So dont steal them or I shall have to bite your head off! *bares teeth*
Glad I got that out of the way... whew *wipes brow* I really do hate that. Now, on to the story. Hope you like it!
Chapter I
Lightning forked across the sky, soon followed by a clap of thunder. All the forest animals were snug in their dens. No one noticed the small brown figure creeping along underneath the umbrella of a large willow tree.
Chocolate was an escaped cat from a nearby breeder who was so rich that if he lost a cat, he didn’t care, because he could just buy a new one. Chocolate was one of these escapees. She was an all brown cat; a Havana Brown. Being a perfect example of her breed, she had been kept in a high security area. Even so, such was her desire to escape that she had jumped clear over a seven foot, barbed wire fence.
Now that she was out, she didn’t know what to do. Hunting was out of the question, because even though she was hungry, she had never learned how to hunt.
Suddenly, she sensed something. She lifted her nose to the air, but if was too wet to smell anything. Then she heard something, the sound of many paws pounding the ground, getting closer, and closer. As quickly as it had started, it was gone.
“Hello?” she called. No answer. Then, in the next flash of lightning, she saw them. There were about fifteen cats surrounding her, all ready to pounce. Before she could even blink, they were upon her. She scratched and bit gallantly, but to no avail. She was overwhelmed by all of the cats. Just as she was about to go under, she heard a loud yowl.
“Charge!” she heard the mystery voice shout.
Chocolate lay there, pretending to be dead, all the while listening to the sounds of fighting around her. Then, she was found by one of the cats who had attacked her. She squirmed as his teeth closed around her throat. Then, she blacked out.
* * *
Chocolate opened her eyes. Then, she quickly closed them again.
“Its okay, you don’t need to be afraid. You’re in good company. What’s your name?”
Chocolate re-opened her eyes to see a very pretty looking calico standing over her.
“I’m Chocolate. Who are you,” she asked, sitting up, “and where am I?”
“You’re in Sycamore dell,” the calico said, “and I'm Callie.”
“Sycamore dell?” Chocolate repeated.
“Yes. This is the home of the Sycamore pack. We all live together in this glade,” Callie said.
Chocolate looked around. She was laying in a small glade, surrounded by bushes and trees on three sides, and a small stream on the other. There were many cats sitting around it. Some were fishing, climbing, wrestling, or just sitting around.
“Wow, this is a nice home. Forgive me for asking, but who were the other cats who attacked me last night?”
“You mean you don’t know about the packs?” Callie asked, “That’s going to make things a lot harder to explain. Amber said this might be difficult but that it was my job as healer to help you out.”
“Who’s Amber, and what are the packs, then?”
“Amber is our leader. There are five packs of cats living in this area near the Master’s home. Although I’m sure all of the cats around here originally came from the Master’s home, we of Sycamore pack are the only ones that will shelter escapees. The four other packs are Oak, to the west, Pine, to the north, Willow, to the east, and Birch, to the northeast. They all consider themselves of purer blood than us because they have no house cats in their packs.”
“Wouldn’t we have purer blood because the Master’s pure-bred cats joined us rather than them? And is Sycamore pack in the middle of the other four packs? And did you come from the Masters house too?” asked Chocolate.
“Yes, we believe we have purer blood, and that’s why we sheltered you, yes, we are in the middle of all of the other packs, and yes, all of Sycamore pack came from the Master’s,” she said. “Any more questions about...”
Suddenly, they were interrupted by a loud yowl, just like the night before. Callie looked over at Chocolate.
“We have to go to the meeting,” she said, “come on!”
Callie ran off, with Chocolate following in her wake.
“Where are we going?” panted Chocolate.
“You'll see,” she replied.
* * *
They arrived at a set of three small rocks, sticking out of the stream. Sitting atop of one of these rocks was a very regal looking cat. She was a mink Tonkinese, fawn colored with dark points. Sitting on a smaller rock next to her was a strong looking Marble Bengal, looking just like a small leopard.
“That’s Amber, our pack leader, and her second-in-command, Stripes,” whispered Callie, “Amber is going to make an announcement.”
“Sycamore pack,” Amber yowled, “we are here on this day in spring to welcome a friend in our midst. Callie, would you please introduce her?”
Callie jumped up on to the mid sized rock and beckoned Chocolate to come with her.
“This is Chocolate,” she meowed, as Chocolate jumped up onto the smallest rock, “we rescued her last night from the clutches of Oak pack. I think she has something that she wants to say.”
Chocolate, of course, had not wanted to speak in front of the whole of Sycamore pack, but she knew what she had to say, and did so.
“Thank you all, for saving me last night. I am indebted to you for your kind actions. I hope no one got hurt on my behalf.” Chocolate meowed. She bobbed her head and stepped back. Callie went in talking about her and so on, and as she did, Chocolate looked up and noticed that Amber was staring at her. To Chocolate’s surprise, Amber smiled and nodded her head.
Suddenly, Chocolate noticed that Callie was done, and jumped down off the rock. Amber dismissed the meeting and walked over towards them. Callie nodded her head, and Chocolate did the same. To Chocolate’s surprise, Amber addressed her.
“You’re quite a good speaker, although I’m sure that took you by surprise,” Amber purred with amusement, “But what I came over to say was that we rescued you from Oak pack because you are a good fighter. Since we always have someone attacking us, we need more cats like you. We need every inch of our land to be able to feed all of our cats, and if we can't protect it, we will all starve. I am telling you this because I would like to invite you to join our pack. You could be a very valuable part of our community. Think about my offer,” she said as Chocolate looked thoughtful, “and let me know of your decision at first light.” With a flick of her tail, she signaled to her second-in-command and they bounded off into the night.
“Wow!” meowed Callie, “You’re so lucky! I had to pass a set of tests to join in with the pack. But you, you just said the right words and presto! You were invited! So, are you going to join?”
“I think so,” said Chocolate.
“Oh, please do!” pleaded Callie, “You’re my friend now, and I don’t want to lose you!”
“Okay, fine,” Chocolate purred, “I’ll join, but first you have to tell me some more about Sycamore pack, like what the jobs are, and what do we eat and such.
“As for jobs, you’ll start out as a kitten watcher. This is how you prove your loyalty to the clan. There is one permanent kitten watcher, who will teach you what to do and report any mistakes you make to Amber. See that cat over there? That red Abyssinian?” she asked.
Chocolate nodded.
“That’s Abbey, the kitten watcher. After being a kitten watcher, if you prove your loyalty, you will be promoted to an apprentice. You will be taught by three different cats: a hunter, a patroller, and a warrior, in that order. They will teach you how to do many different things. Do you get all of this?” asked Callie.
Chocolate nodded again.
“There are two apprentices right now. See over there? That Egyptian Mau?” she meowed, “His name is Smoke. That cat right next to him is Platinum, who is the other apprentice,” she purred, pointing out a young Burmese.
“After being an apprentice, you can choose to be a hunter or a patroller. If you choose to be a hunter, you stay a hunter. It is fun to be a hunter. If you choose the other path, you get to be a patroller, which isn’t quite as fun as being a hunter. The catch is, that after being a patroller, you get to be a warrior, which is the coolest job. Did you get all that?” Callie asked.
“Wow!” meowed Chocolate, “I want to be a warrior. Who are the warriors?”
“Jet and Ice,” meowed Callie, “they’re over there,” She gestured to a pair of sleek, strong-looking cats sitting near the glade’s only entrance, watching over the camp. One was stark white, while the other was black.
“Okay,” meowed Chocolate, “but if I wanted to, how could I get to be a healer, like you?”
“I was appointed,” she said simply.
Chocolate looked around. She was getting very hungry.
“Can we eat some thing please?” she asked, “I'm very hungry, and not to mention tired. I haven’t eaten since I left the Master’s.
“Oh, I'm sorry, I‘ll show you to the food.” Callie meowed.
After eating her fill of the delicious mice and rats that were the night’s dinner, Chocolate was shown to what was to be her sleeping quarters.
“Over there is where you sleep,” Callie said, pointing out a small crevice in a large rock. Inside, it widened out into a cave. “I sleep over in a spot next to the herb patch, near where I work. You’ll sleep in the cave along with the two apprentices. Good night, Chocolate!” She meowed.
“Night Callie,” Chocolate called as she wound her way into the cave.
As Chocolate walked into the heart of the cave, she was greeted by the two apprentices, Smoke and Platinum.
“Hi Chocolate!” they meowed in unison.
“Hello there!” she replied.
“We made you a spot to sleep, over there in the soft moss,” meowed Smoke, “and by the way, my name is Smoke.”
“I know,” meowed Chocolate, smiling, “Callie pointed you guys out.”
“Did she really,” purred Platinum with a dreamy expression on his face, “tell her I said hi, okay?”
“Sure thing,” meowed Chocolate, “but I’m sure she’ll appreciate it more if you tell her yourself!”
“Oh, okay,” said Platinum, smiling, “Good idea. I’ll try that!”
“Night!” said Chocolate, walking in circles to pat down the moss before laying down.
“Good night,” they replied.
As Chocolate lay there, and she thought of the things to come, she smiled. All was good.
There it is, the first chapter of my story. More chapters will be coming soon, and I beg of you, please reply with comments, predictions, etc. I love to hear from readers... Thanks!!
;196;~ Chareon
This is a story I've had in my mind for quite a while, just never had the thought to write it put until recently... So here it is!
One thing first though, I claim the rights to my story plot, my characters, and my idea. So dont steal them or I shall have to bite your head off! *bares teeth*
Glad I got that out of the way... whew *wipes brow* I really do hate that. Now, on to the story. Hope you like it!
Chapter I
Lightning forked across the sky, soon followed by a clap of thunder. All the forest animals were snug in their dens. No one noticed the small brown figure creeping along underneath the umbrella of a large willow tree.
Chocolate was an escaped cat from a nearby breeder who was so rich that if he lost a cat, he didn’t care, because he could just buy a new one. Chocolate was one of these escapees. She was an all brown cat; a Havana Brown. Being a perfect example of her breed, she had been kept in a high security area. Even so, such was her desire to escape that she had jumped clear over a seven foot, barbed wire fence.
Now that she was out, she didn’t know what to do. Hunting was out of the question, because even though she was hungry, she had never learned how to hunt.
Suddenly, she sensed something. She lifted her nose to the air, but if was too wet to smell anything. Then she heard something, the sound of many paws pounding the ground, getting closer, and closer. As quickly as it had started, it was gone.
“Hello?” she called. No answer. Then, in the next flash of lightning, she saw them. There were about fifteen cats surrounding her, all ready to pounce. Before she could even blink, they were upon her. She scratched and bit gallantly, but to no avail. She was overwhelmed by all of the cats. Just as she was about to go under, she heard a loud yowl.
“Charge!” she heard the mystery voice shout.
Chocolate lay there, pretending to be dead, all the while listening to the sounds of fighting around her. Then, she was found by one of the cats who had attacked her. She squirmed as his teeth closed around her throat. Then, she blacked out.
* * *
Chocolate opened her eyes. Then, she quickly closed them again.
“Its okay, you don’t need to be afraid. You’re in good company. What’s your name?”
Chocolate re-opened her eyes to see a very pretty looking calico standing over her.
“I’m Chocolate. Who are you,” she asked, sitting up, “and where am I?”
“You’re in Sycamore dell,” the calico said, “and I'm Callie.”
“Sycamore dell?” Chocolate repeated.
“Yes. This is the home of the Sycamore pack. We all live together in this glade,” Callie said.
Chocolate looked around. She was laying in a small glade, surrounded by bushes and trees on three sides, and a small stream on the other. There were many cats sitting around it. Some were fishing, climbing, wrestling, or just sitting around.
“Wow, this is a nice home. Forgive me for asking, but who were the other cats who attacked me last night?”
“You mean you don’t know about the packs?” Callie asked, “That’s going to make things a lot harder to explain. Amber said this might be difficult but that it was my job as healer to help you out.”
“Who’s Amber, and what are the packs, then?”
“Amber is our leader. There are five packs of cats living in this area near the Master’s home. Although I’m sure all of the cats around here originally came from the Master’s home, we of Sycamore pack are the only ones that will shelter escapees. The four other packs are Oak, to the west, Pine, to the north, Willow, to the east, and Birch, to the northeast. They all consider themselves of purer blood than us because they have no house cats in their packs.”
“Wouldn’t we have purer blood because the Master’s pure-bred cats joined us rather than them? And is Sycamore pack in the middle of the other four packs? And did you come from the Masters house too?” asked Chocolate.
“Yes, we believe we have purer blood, and that’s why we sheltered you, yes, we are in the middle of all of the other packs, and yes, all of Sycamore pack came from the Master’s,” she said. “Any more questions about...”
Suddenly, they were interrupted by a loud yowl, just like the night before. Callie looked over at Chocolate.
“We have to go to the meeting,” she said, “come on!”
Callie ran off, with Chocolate following in her wake.
“Where are we going?” panted Chocolate.
“You'll see,” she replied.
* * *
They arrived at a set of three small rocks, sticking out of the stream. Sitting atop of one of these rocks was a very regal looking cat. She was a mink Tonkinese, fawn colored with dark points. Sitting on a smaller rock next to her was a strong looking Marble Bengal, looking just like a small leopard.
“That’s Amber, our pack leader, and her second-in-command, Stripes,” whispered Callie, “Amber is going to make an announcement.”
“Sycamore pack,” Amber yowled, “we are here on this day in spring to welcome a friend in our midst. Callie, would you please introduce her?”
Callie jumped up on to the mid sized rock and beckoned Chocolate to come with her.
“This is Chocolate,” she meowed, as Chocolate jumped up onto the smallest rock, “we rescued her last night from the clutches of Oak pack. I think she has something that she wants to say.”
Chocolate, of course, had not wanted to speak in front of the whole of Sycamore pack, but she knew what she had to say, and did so.
“Thank you all, for saving me last night. I am indebted to you for your kind actions. I hope no one got hurt on my behalf.” Chocolate meowed. She bobbed her head and stepped back. Callie went in talking about her and so on, and as she did, Chocolate looked up and noticed that Amber was staring at her. To Chocolate’s surprise, Amber smiled and nodded her head.
Suddenly, Chocolate noticed that Callie was done, and jumped down off the rock. Amber dismissed the meeting and walked over towards them. Callie nodded her head, and Chocolate did the same. To Chocolate’s surprise, Amber addressed her.
“You’re quite a good speaker, although I’m sure that took you by surprise,” Amber purred with amusement, “But what I came over to say was that we rescued you from Oak pack because you are a good fighter. Since we always have someone attacking us, we need more cats like you. We need every inch of our land to be able to feed all of our cats, and if we can't protect it, we will all starve. I am telling you this because I would like to invite you to join our pack. You could be a very valuable part of our community. Think about my offer,” she said as Chocolate looked thoughtful, “and let me know of your decision at first light.” With a flick of her tail, she signaled to her second-in-command and they bounded off into the night.
“Wow!” meowed Callie, “You’re so lucky! I had to pass a set of tests to join in with the pack. But you, you just said the right words and presto! You were invited! So, are you going to join?”
“I think so,” said Chocolate.
“Oh, please do!” pleaded Callie, “You’re my friend now, and I don’t want to lose you!”
“Okay, fine,” Chocolate purred, “I’ll join, but first you have to tell me some more about Sycamore pack, like what the jobs are, and what do we eat and such.
“As for jobs, you’ll start out as a kitten watcher. This is how you prove your loyalty to the clan. There is one permanent kitten watcher, who will teach you what to do and report any mistakes you make to Amber. See that cat over there? That red Abyssinian?” she asked.
Chocolate nodded.
“That’s Abbey, the kitten watcher. After being a kitten watcher, if you prove your loyalty, you will be promoted to an apprentice. You will be taught by three different cats: a hunter, a patroller, and a warrior, in that order. They will teach you how to do many different things. Do you get all of this?” asked Callie.
Chocolate nodded again.
“There are two apprentices right now. See over there? That Egyptian Mau?” she meowed, “His name is Smoke. That cat right next to him is Platinum, who is the other apprentice,” she purred, pointing out a young Burmese.
“After being an apprentice, you can choose to be a hunter or a patroller. If you choose to be a hunter, you stay a hunter. It is fun to be a hunter. If you choose the other path, you get to be a patroller, which isn’t quite as fun as being a hunter. The catch is, that after being a patroller, you get to be a warrior, which is the coolest job. Did you get all that?” Callie asked.
“Wow!” meowed Chocolate, “I want to be a warrior. Who are the warriors?”
“Jet and Ice,” meowed Callie, “they’re over there,” She gestured to a pair of sleek, strong-looking cats sitting near the glade’s only entrance, watching over the camp. One was stark white, while the other was black.
“Okay,” meowed Chocolate, “but if I wanted to, how could I get to be a healer, like you?”
“I was appointed,” she said simply.
Chocolate looked around. She was getting very hungry.
“Can we eat some thing please?” she asked, “I'm very hungry, and not to mention tired. I haven’t eaten since I left the Master’s.
“Oh, I'm sorry, I‘ll show you to the food.” Callie meowed.
After eating her fill of the delicious mice and rats that were the night’s dinner, Chocolate was shown to what was to be her sleeping quarters.
“Over there is where you sleep,” Callie said, pointing out a small crevice in a large rock. Inside, it widened out into a cave. “I sleep over in a spot next to the herb patch, near where I work. You’ll sleep in the cave along with the two apprentices. Good night, Chocolate!” She meowed.
“Night Callie,” Chocolate called as she wound her way into the cave.
As Chocolate walked into the heart of the cave, she was greeted by the two apprentices, Smoke and Platinum.
“Hi Chocolate!” they meowed in unison.
“Hello there!” she replied.
“We made you a spot to sleep, over there in the soft moss,” meowed Smoke, “and by the way, my name is Smoke.”
“I know,” meowed Chocolate, smiling, “Callie pointed you guys out.”
“Did she really,” purred Platinum with a dreamy expression on his face, “tell her I said hi, okay?”
“Sure thing,” meowed Chocolate, “but I’m sure she’ll appreciate it more if you tell her yourself!”
“Oh, okay,” said Platinum, smiling, “Good idea. I’ll try that!”
“Night!” said Chocolate, walking in circles to pat down the moss before laying down.
“Good night,” they replied.
As Chocolate lay there, and she thought of the things to come, she smiled. All was good.
There it is, the first chapter of my story. More chapters will be coming soon, and I beg of you, please reply with comments, predictions, etc. I love to hear from readers... Thanks!!
;196;~ Chareon
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