Lineart: @RavenCat1O Coloring: @HelenJA WOW I ACCTUALLY FINISHED THIS THE SAME DAY I STARTED IT AND IT LOOKS GREAT This is the first time I have EVER shaded not on paper. I think it looks pretty good.
I stopped. Was this the way I had come? No. Oh well. I wanted to get lost, and here I was. I wondered what would happen if I wished to be home again. I did not try. Home was an awful place, full of dying cats and a merciless leader. I walked on, hoping I would stay lost. I wandered for many moons, hoping they never found me. But they did. It was leafbare and I had just settled down in a temporary den. I never stayed in one place for more than a few days. A shape came out of the snow. A shape I knew very well. "Leader." I meowed. He chuckled. "No need for such formality, daughter. I have come to take you home." I glared at him. "I don't want to go home." He laughed. "Of course you do." Then he saw the look on my face. "You really don't then." He meowed coldly. "Well, we can fix that. Come with me or die." I continued glaring. "I have a patrol ten cats strong. You were always a good fighter, but even you could not defeat eleven cats." "Watch me," I growled. I shoved past him into the snow. Father never had empty threats. Ten cats were out here, I just could not see them. 'It would be easier if I could.' I thought. Suddenly, purple glowing cats were all around me. They were closing in. I leaped at the nearest one and killed it. They could not see me, so I picked them off easily. Exept the last one. I charged toward it and leapt on top of it. It yowled. I clamped my teeth around his neck and... Wait a second. It was Rush, my friend! He was the only thing I had missed about home. "Rush!" I yowled over the howling wind. "Storm!?" he yowled back. "Storm, it's me, Rush! don't kill me!" "What were you doing on that patrol?" I asked. "Can we talk about this in your den? The wind almost blew my whiskers off!" I let him up and we went inside my den. "Thanks" he mewed weakly. "Are you okay?" "Yeah," he responded, " Just tired from walking all day and having only three pieces of prey a quarter moon." I gasped. He had turned even cruel- wait. He was still alive. "Rush, we have to move!" I meowed. He looked at me like I was crazy. "Why? It's the middle of a snowstorm. Besides, what have we to worry-" "He'll find us! The Leader! I didn't kill him!" "Yesletsleave." We traveled for the rest of the night and throught the next day. We stopped and made a den, then kept going. Eventully we settled down. We had three wonderful kits who sit around me now as I lay dying. Rush is waiting for me, and Carp, Moonlight, and River will carry on. And so will you. Good bye my sweet grandkit. We will meet again.
