Silverstreak shook her fur out and stretched outside the warriors den after a good night's sleep. She noticed it was sun-high and felt a stab of annoyance as she discovered that the sun-high patrol had just went out.
It wasn't fair — she had never contributed on any decent patrol. But who said life was just? And when she did manage to shove her way into a patrol, she made it clear that she didn't need anymore concerned glances of other cats staring at her in pity! Not that there was any reason to.
The silver she-cat didn't bother to fully acknowledge a cream colored tom making his way towards her, his cheerfulness radiating around him as he padded towards her. Instead, Silverstreak knew that he was just the same as all the others, feigning …show more content…
They should have been getting back now. She didn't want them to see her, and invade her time and space alone anymore. The day was already going not so well, and she didn't need more cats to ruin her day more.
Silverstreak momentarily suppressed a ghost of a smile on her face as she wondered what the world would be like without any other cats — no more cats constantly reminding her that she was different; that she stood out from all the other cats in her clan. Or if only she was just a normal cat, an ordinary cat that Sunflight would call out without hesitation for a hunting or border patrol.
But she was an ordinary cat.
A light breeze blew, pushing green leaves off of the oak tree Silverstreak was sitting under. The leaves slowly drifted down onto her head as she batted playfully at a large yellowing one, a purr of amusement rising from her throat before vanishing.
She liked the sound on the wind hitting against the leaves of oak and the feeling of freedom and happiness it gave to her as the tree showered her with leaves, unlike the time she spent everyday in camp. Too bad it would only last so long.
It was her only place to be free of all the cats' assumptions and made her hate the cruel, unfair, pitch-black place they called the world a bit
It wasn't fair — she had never contributed on any decent patrol. But who said life was just? And when she did manage to shove her way into a patrol, she made it clear that she didn't need anymore concerned glances of other cats staring at her in pity! Not that there was any reason to.
The silver she-cat didn't bother to fully acknowledge a cream colored tom making his way towards her, his cheerfulness radiating around him as he padded towards her. Instead, Silverstreak knew that he was just the same as all the others, feigning …show more content…
They should have been getting back now. She didn't want them to see her, and invade her time and space alone anymore. The day was already going not so well, and she didn't need more cats to ruin her day more.
Silverstreak momentarily suppressed a ghost of a smile on her face as she wondered what the world would be like without any other cats — no more cats constantly reminding her that she was different; that she stood out from all the other cats in her clan. Or if only she was just a normal cat, an ordinary cat that Sunflight would call out without hesitation for a hunting or border patrol.
But she was an ordinary cat.
A light breeze blew, pushing green leaves off of the oak tree Silverstreak was sitting under. The leaves slowly drifted down onto her head as she batted playfully at a large yellowing one, a purr of amusement rising from her throat before vanishing.
She liked the sound on the wind hitting against the leaves of oak and the feeling of freedom and happiness it gave to her as the tree showered her with leaves, unlike the time she spent everyday in camp. Too bad it would only last so long.
It was her only place to be free of all the cats' assumptions and made her hate the cruel, unfair, pitch-black place they called the world a bit