.:S T O R Y:. William looked around. Four cats, all about his age were sitting around the table. A tall and skinny ginger was sitting straight and looking haughtily at all of the other cats. When her eyes met his, she sneered. Obviously, she didn't think highly of him. She reached into a satchel sitting next to her and retrieved a book, a thick volume with a cover bound in navy leather. Sitting next to her was a small yet muscular tom who seemed bored, simply blinking and surveying the room. Next to William, a tiny, fragile she-cat was babbling away about something in her home country. William was a tall and scrawny tom, and he was finding very hard to keep still. This was supposed to be formal, but he wasn't used to keeping still for so long. So... long... It was all he could do to keep his focus. Suddenly, a hunched over old black tom lumbered into the room, followed by a younger looking brown tom. "I suppose you all are wondering why you are here," the older cat grunted. "Mr. Montgomery, tell them." "Right, so as you know, I'm Mr. Montgomery, but you can call me Blyz. I was born in Palq--" "We don't need your life story," spat the tall ginger with the sapphire eyes. "Why are we here? After all, it's not everyday you get dragged on to a blimp apropos of nothing." "Right you are, Miss, right you are. You're on the Blatnik, and you're here for your own protection. As you all know, there's a war going on," they all nodded, "And you all are at the greatest risk." William took another look around the room. "Well, duh," he said. "We've all got wings! Who would be at a greater risk during a war than royalty?"
Yup, a series! And no, this isn't a warrior cat series, and there's no prophecy. It's not your average scratch series. Everyone has good names for their series but me. ;_; Here's the casting call: http://scratch.mit.edu/projects/34492322/
