Troubles of the Two: Runaways

Prologue

'YOU HAVE THREE KITS, BUT UNFORTUNATELY ONE OF THEM DIED, SIARRA NAMED HER SPOTS, SHE WILL GO TO THE CATS OF THE STARS AND SPIRITS, THE OTHER TWO KITS STILL NEED TO BE NAMED, YOU CAN GO VISIT HER. WELL, IF YOU'RE NOT GOING HUNTING?'

'NO, I'M HUNTING A FEW SUN-SHIFTS BEFORE DUSK. LEAF, I-'

'GOOD, THE SURVIVING KITS WILL NEED NAMING, GO VISIT HER.'

'WELL, WHAT I WANTED TO SAY WAS THANK-'

'-YOU, NOW HURRY UP, FLARE, THESE KITS WON'T NAME THEMSELVES YA KNOW.' THE PALE SIMEASE SHE-CAT MEOWED.

'I KNOW, I KNOW!' FLARE STUCK HIS TONGUE OUT, HIS DARK ORANGE TABBY FUR CONTRASTING WITH HIS PALE TONGUE.

'JUST GO VISIT HER, BROTHER, I NEED TO TALK TO ALA.'

'WHATEVER, IT'S ALWAYS ABOUT ALA, ALA THIS, ALA THAT!?....WHEN DO YOU HAVE ANY TIME FOR ME, US?'

'I'M SORRY, I JUST DON'T HAVE ENOUGH TIME, I'M ALWAYS BUSY... I UNDERSTAND THAT YOU'RE UPSET BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU CAN COMPLAIN ALL THE TIME, THINK FROM MY POINT OF VIEW NOT JUST YOURS.' GROWLED LEAF.

'YEAH!? IT SHOULD OF BEEN YOU!' FLARE RETORTED.

'WHAT!?' LEAF QUESTION.

'YOU EVEN FORGOT?! WHEN TALONS DIED!' FLARE SCREECHED ANNOYED AND ANGRY.

BEFORE HE LEFT LEAF, HE TOOK A DEEP BREATH AND PADDED TOWARDS A DEN AND SAW BOTH HIS MATE AND MOTHER INSIDE WITH KITS, 'HELLO, MUM, SIARRA.'

'HELLO FLARE, COME HELP ME NAME THESE KITS.' SIARRA MEWED.

'FLARE, FLARE, FLARE!?' FLARE'S MUM, AKILA'S KITS YOWLED JUMPING UP AND DOWN.

'HELLO, MOON, DARK AND STONE, HOW HAVE YOU BEEN?'

'AWESOME, MUM TOLD US THAT-' MOON STARTED.

'THAT IN A MOON, WE'LL BE TRAINING TO BE A 'CAT OF SHADED MOSS'!' DARK INTERUPTED.

'YEAH!' STONE MEOWED.

'I'M GLAD TO HEAR THAT.' FLARE TOLD THEM TURNING TOWARDS THE THREE KITS, KNOWING THE SPOTTED ONE WAS NAMED SPOTS, AND WAS DEAD.

'I WANT TO NAME THE ONE THAT LOOKS LIKE YOUR SISTER, THISTLE. YOU CAN NAME THE OTHER ONE.'

'WELL THE LAST ONE SHOULD BE NAMED, KYRA.'

'I THINK THAT THEIR NICE NAMES, I WOULD LOVE TO TRAIN WITH THEM.' MOON TOLD SIARRA.

'YOU'LL HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL THEIR FOUR MOONS OLD.' AKILA STATED.

'CAN WE PLAY WITH ALI?'

'IT DEPENDS IF SHE IS NOT TRAINING.'

'I'LL GO CHECK IF HE IS.' FLARE MEWED BEFORE NUZZLING SIARRA AND LEAVING THE DEN. HE TROTTED OUT OF THE LEAFFALL CAMP AND OPENED HIS MUZZLE TO TRY AND CATCH ALI'S SCENT, THE 'TRAINEE' (WHEN THEIR TRAINING TO BE A CAT OF SHADED MOSS) SCENT WAS DOWNWIND SO HE EASILY CAUGHT HER SCENT. LATER ON WHEN FLARE FOUND ALI WHO WAS TRAINING WITH PEBBLE, AKILA'S MATE. THE TWO STOP FIGHTING AND THE WIND CHANGED DIRECTION SENDING FLARES SCENT TOWARDS ALI AND PEBBLE,

'OH HEY FLARE, IS AKILA ALRIGHT?'

'YES, SO IS THE KITS, WHEN WILL YOU NOT BE TRAINING WITH ALI?' THE DARK GINGER TABBY ASKED.

'AT SUNHIGH, WHY?'

'THE KITS WANT TO PLAY WITH ALI.' EXPLAINED FLARE.

'OH, WELL YEAH OF COURSE, ALI NEEDS A BREAK ANYWAY.' PEBBLE MEOWED.

'THANKS PEBBLE. YOUR'E THE BEST TRAINER EVER!' ALI YAPPED.

'AND YOUR THE MOST AMAZING TRAINEE EVER. NOW GO BACK TO CAMP.'

'WHICH ONE?' ALI QUESTIONED.

'ALI, YOU KNOW WHICH ONE. YOU WERE JUST SLEEPING THERE.' PEBBLE STATED.

'NOOO, I WAS SLEEPING OUTSIDE IN THE CENTER OF OUR TERITORY, SO WHICH ONE IS IT?'

'JUST GO BACK TO THE LEAFFALL CAMP AND PLAY WITH THE KITS.' PEBBLE GROWLED GETTING FRUSTRATED. ALI SAW HIS FRUSTRATION AND SPRINTED OUT NOT WANTING TO ANNOY HIM ANYMORE.

'YOU OKAY? YOU SEEMED A BIT OUT OF CHARACTER.' FLARE ASKED.

'NO, I- I JUST FEEL LIKE SOMETHINGS NOT RIGHT.'

'WELL, IF IT HELPS, YOUR KITS HAVE A NIECE AND A NEITHEW.'

'I THOUGHT LEAF SAID THAT SHE HAD THREE?'

'YES, BUT ONE DIED, IT WAS A SHE-CAT, WE NAMED HER SPOTS, WELL SHE DID.'

'I HOPE THAT WE WILL LIVE TO SEE THE KITS, OUR KIN BECOME CATS OF SHADED MOSS.'

'I HOPE? WHAT DO YOU MEAN, DO YOU THINK THERE IS A DANGER THAT ALA HASN'T TOLD US ABOUT?'

'I DON'T THINK, I FEEL.'

'I DON'T UNDERSTAND.'

'I FEEL LIKE THAT IT'S ABOUT YOUR KITS.'

'YES, WHAT ABOUT THEM?'

'I FEEL LIKE THAT SOMETHING ISN'T RIGHT WITH YOUR KITS, LIKE THAT THEY WON'T HAVE SOMETHING CATS USUALLY HAVE.' FLARE WAS ABOUT TO QUESTION BUT PEBBLE WAS ALREADY PADDING AWAY.

HALF A MOON LATER

'HEY KYRA, GET OUT OF HERE BEFORE ALA WILL DO IT FOR YOU.' SNAKE A TRAINEE SNEERED AT THISTLE'S SISTER.

'YEAH YOU MIGHT WANT TO JOIN YOUR SISTER IN RUNNING AWAY.' PETAL SNAKE'S SISTER MEWED.

'WHAT DID WE EVER DO, TO YOU?' KYRA ASKED IMPAITENTALLY

'YOU WERE BORN, YOU SHOULD OF DIED WITH YOUR DEAD SISITER.' SNAKE MEOWED PLAINLY.

'YOU KNOW WE CAN'T CHOOSE TO BE BORN OR NOT!' KYRA RETORTED.

THISTLE GROWLED, HER CYAN (GREY-BLUE) EYES, NO PUPILS, LOOKED AS IF SHE WAS GLARING, 'I WISH I DIED SO I WOULDN'T HAVE TO LISTEN TO THEM.' THISTLE HISSED UNDER HER BREATH, ONLY LOUD ENOUGH FOR KYRA TO HEAR.

'C'MON, WE DON'T NEED TO WASTE OUR TIME, WELL THEYR'E WASTING THEIR TIME, ISN'T OWL AND LAKE WAITING, YOU DON'T WANT TO BE PUNISHED DO YOU NOW?' KYRA SMILED AT WHAT HIS SISTER SAID.

LATER THAT NIGHT

LEAF WAS IN A FOREST WHERE A CAT WITH STARS IN HER PELT WAS TELLING HER:

'WHERE THERE IS HATE, THE TWO WITHOUT THE SENSES OF A NORMAL CAT, HAS TO DECIDE THEIR FATE, THE TWO SHALL FLEE FROM HOME AND ALL.' SUDDENY LEAF WAS BACK IN THE REAL WORLD , PANTING.