Chapter one ——————————-(/;:;\)——————————— Leaopardroar toke a breath, not a deep one, to quite to make a sound. She silently pulled the arrow back. She let the breath out as she let go of the arrow watching it fly through the under growth hitting the once delicate red Robin in the neck. Messy, but on days like these it didn’t really matter. Everyone’s nerves were on high. “Almost got it right.” A familiar voice joked form behind. “Oh come on!” Leaopardroar playfully scoffed at Bouncestream. “Guess what I caught?” He asked, while making his way to the still Robin, picking it up carefully, removing the arrow swiftly as if not to hurt it. “A rabbit? I think Strike kit wanted one...” “Nope!” “Then what?” Bouncestream handed her the robin back, padding past her, Leaopardroar followed. He led her to large oak tree, if it wasn’t for a large buzzing sound coming from it Leaopardroar wouldn’t have paid any attention. She froze, were they Tracker jackers? “Bouncestream stop.” Leaopardroar whispered as he attmpted to climb the tree. “Calm down.” He called back. Leaopardroars arrows would be useless towards these wasps. They would move to quickly and were two small to make a steady aim at. “Bouncestream...” Her voice seemed rather nervous, as it should be. Bouncestream dissapered into the foliage of the tree only to pop out again, Jumping down mouth full of honey. “I fwound hfmy cwne!” his smiled placing a block of honey comb down on a stump. Leaopardroar inspected it carefully before purring. “Your right.” Bouncestream licked her ear, “Maybe well escape this year, this could be a sign.” “We might, but next year there names will be added.” Leaopardroar hated the thought of Strikekit and Roskeit going to the hunger games. Three fourths of a century ago the five districts rebelled against the capital, the leader of the country Salbrem, the war was long and many were lost, along with the whole of one of the districts. After that the capital enforced Peace keepers and laws, making the lives of the cats living in the districts worse then war. Along with the new rules and enforcements a cat sprouted, a game that every young and old cat feared. The hunger games. A game we’re three cats of each district we’re forced to fight to the death in an arena disguised as a habitat. Leaopardroar and Bouncestream had out lived the eight years were the names could be called, yet the year was a quarter quell and gossip of what the new changes were to this years games was frightening. “Yes, I know...” Bouncestream replied. “Let’s pack up, we have to get ready for the reaping.” Leaopardroar nodded getting up and following. Soon they had climbed through the hole in the fence, and gotten back to the house. In the distance she could see the start of the square. It had a meanicing look to it now but on any other occasion it was rather pleasant and peaceful. Almost calling memorial to traditions of the districts. The house was small, but it was almost the right size for a family of four. One room held the bed, a small broken stove and a couple of cabinets. Leaopardroar and Bouncestream had found two orphans a few years ago. There parents had been killed in the square by peace keepers. “Your back!” Roskeit chirped jumping down from the bed and running forward towards them embracing them in a cat hug. “Hey Rosey.” Leaopardroar purred licking her head. Bouncestream patted her on the head as he walked past towards Strike kit who was sitting on the bed looking down to the ground her blind eye staring at nothing. Looking anxious. Bouncestream flicked his tail to Rosey as he began to talk to Strikekit. Leaopardroar took the cue and took Roskeit outside. “Rosey?” “Yeah Mama?” “Are you nervous about today?” She asked gently “Kinda...” Her happy expression drooped showing it had been fake. “I can promise you one thing okay?” “What?” Her ears percked “I promise you won’t go to the games.” Rosekit nodded slowly. “Are you sure?” “I promise.” ——————————-(/;:;\)——————————— Is it okay? I know it’s short and I’m super sorry about that. I rushed to get it out so we could start. Also little thing for Misty, next chapter could Honey be introduced as a little snobbish? To be honest she was, plus technically her mother is a victor in this so she would be a bit more privileged then other cats. Any-who next chapter will be the reaping and will be written by Misty. May the odds be ever in your favor ^^ Who will be the capital person?
Hunger Games belongs to the rightful owner Warrior cats belongs to the rightful owner All characters listed besides Rosekit belong to there rightful owners. Art by Misty I was to lazy to do my own ——————————-(/;:;\)——————————— Yay! First chapter and it sucks!
