Countdown

This is a short story experiment for my current character Dunestar!
10
Cats
That's how many of my brethern were captured. Not exactly 10, but definitely more. Maybe even more than 20. Ever since Scourge died, BloodClan's cats have been more scared rather than feared.
9
Hundred Times.
That's how many times I told myself, "It will only get better. It's going to be alright." Before I came to BloodClan, I heard stories of two placed called "StarClan" and "Dark Forest." I always thought they were just kit's story, and now I believe they are simply dead. The great "StarClan" wouldn't leave cats to be captured, caged and chained up to be sent to twoleg homes. StarClan is dead.
8
Gravestones.
That's around many gravestones I saw when I found the Overseer. A large cat with antlers and glowing green eyes. There was thick fog, and the cat was ontop of a gravestone. I was chased soon afterward, and when I escaped to the alleyway, I found a pawprint on my shoulder with a claw mark on it.
7
Miles.
At least, I think that's how long we walked for. I went around the city, gathering all the BloodClan cats who wanted to leave their kittypet life, and began building up,
6
Moons.
Soon after we had members, that's how long it took when we met LavenderClan. I personally found it odd that they believed in "BeeClan" and "WaspClan" but their numbers were of great use to us. Swiftstar seemed especially interested in us, as I expected a long alliance with them.
5
Moons.
That's how many moons afterward LavenderClan disbanded. I felt bad personally for Swiftstar, that so many of his close friends were abandoning him, leaving him to rot. Then he did something unexpected. He came to me, with no emotion. No happiness, no sadness or anger. Nothing. Yet, as I looked at him deep in the eyes, there was a fire deep in his soul, and I knew it would be for good use.
4
Miles.
That's about how long it took to travel up the mountain, and then find a cave. Even though the traveling was long and hard, we finally found sanctuary. It was our home, for the ones who were abandoned.
3
Hundred Times.
That's out many times I reminded myself of who brought us like this. Thunder and Fire. They are the ones who destroyed us.
2
Foes.
They may not know it yet, but Thunder and Ash are two opposite foes. Fire may not know of our presence, but we will return eventually.
1
Passion.
A burning one, to destroy to the one who left us to rot. Thunder struck, and fire blazed, and blood was spilled all over the floor. Little did they know, that when there is Fire, there is Ash.
Dedicated to GrimeClan 
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Category:Cats