Roseflower's Story

= Roseflower’s Story =
 
== Introduction ==
 
Most of the Twolegs I’ve met call me Rose. Cats call me
Roseflower. Whatever you want to call me, I’ve had a pretty rough time. For a
cat, so to speak. I’ve gone through what Twolegs call a ‘hurricane’, getting
caught by the Twolegs, escaping, and finding my way back to my group, which is
what it was called back then. But now, it’s ShadeClan. I better tell you what
happened, right from the start.
== Chapter 1 ==
 
It all started when me and some other cats were on our way
to get out daily meal. A nice male Twoleg and his mate always give us food,
every day. I was called Rose back then, mostly, and my friends were Crow,
Heather, Poppy, Cloud, Sand, Mist, Hawk, and Spotty. Now they have warrior
names: Crowswoop, Heatherwhisker, Poppysky, Cloudsky, Sandbreeze, Mistpelt, Hawktalon, and Spottedcloud. Anyways, back to going to the Twolegs.
Me and Hawk were in the lead, while the others trailed
behind. I noticed the air smelled different- wet. Very wet, and it felt like
the dark clouds would pour their cold drops on us any moment. 
Poppy had
suggested us to take shelter, but Hawk had said, “Do you want to go to sleep
hungry? Besides, the Twolegs would think we wouldn’t need their food any more! We do not want that! Their
food is tasty.” Everyone else agreed, even though all of us, even Hawk, were
slightly nervous. 
The wind had picked up, and we were almost pushed back by
the wind, but we kept going. Hawk took the lead, and we were particularly
running to the place we usually got our food: an old abandoned Twoleg nest with
its roof caved in. When we got there, we were surprised to see that nobody was
there, besides a few other cats, known as Night, a black tom, Pip, a young
black and white tom, and Ivy, a white she-cat. Night and Ivy were mates who
lived with their kit, Pip, at a few Twoleg nests away from the meeting place.
The trio was now huddled next to a smooth tree with four corners, which held up
a hard roof over some cold stone. 
Night saw us and meowed, “The Twolegs aren’t coming. We
went to their nest after they didn’t come for awhile, and there was no trace of
them; no monsters, no Twolegs, nothing.” 
Pip nodded, his amber eyes wide with fear. Ivy added, “I think there is a big storm coming; something very big.” Night growled in agreement, shaking his head grimly. 
We all turned to see other cats approaching. I recognized a
few: Red, a dark ginger tom; a dusky brown tom called Mouse; Dust, a pale gray
tom, and Ice, a silver she-cat, who was also my best friend. 
The leader of the
group- a large tortoiseshell she-cat known as Moss- meowed, “I am leading a
group of cats out of this Twolegplace. It’s too dangerous. I was wondering if
you’d like to join us.” I looked at Hawk, who nodded, and Night, Ivy, and Pip
stepped forward. 
“Okay,” said Hawk, “If we are going to go, let’s do it now.” 
Suddenly, it began to rain, and it rained hard. All of us began to run, out of
this place. I heard a rumbling, and I looked back to see the ground burst and
water became rushing towards us. 
“RUN!”
I yowled, but it was too late. Water came swirling around all of us, and we
were separated instantly. I tried to swim, but I was already tired from running
fast. I thought I saw Hawk’s dark tabby head, and Spotty’s dappled coat, but
they both vanished in an instant. I saw a piece of wood, floating in the water,
and I swam over to it as fast as I could. I gave one last kick, and I climbed
up onto it. 
I rested for a moment, shivering in my thick cream pelt and
panting. I looked around, and my heart leaped with joy when I saw Pip’s black
and white pelt. He was clinging to a piece of moss, yowling for help. I dived
into the murky water and swam over to the young tom. He yowled with joy when he
saw me, and his eyes widened with happiness. I bit into the piece of moss, and
swam back to the wood. 
I helped Pip up onto the floating piece of wood, and we
rested for a few moments, the tom pressing up against my soaking wet pelt. 
He
said after catching his breath, “Rose, I’m so glad you saved me! I thought I’d
never see you, or Hawk or Night and Ivy ever again!” 
I licked his head gently,
“I wouldn’t just leave you out there, mouse-brain.” Pip still looked scared, so
I added, “We’ll find Night and Ivy, and Hawk, Crow, Heather, Spotty, and the
others.” Pip nodded, and then we began scanning the murky water for any other
signs of life. 
A few snakes slithered by in the water, and there were many
fish swimming around in the water beneath us. There were also dead animals
floating in the waters: a few rabbits, plenty of fish, and to me and Pip’s
horror, a cat. It was yellowish, but you could barely tell from under all the
mud. A rush of relief went over me when I could tell it wasn’t any of the cats we met.
“Rose, what are we going to do now?” asked Pip.
I thought for a moment. “I don’t know Pip. I don’t know.”
== Chapter 2 ==
We floated around for what seemed like forever. I must have
fallen asleep, because the next thing I knew me and Pip were in a box-shaped
thing surrounded by wired webbing. I jumped up, and looked around. 
Pip was
already up, and he meowed, “This is what Twolegs call a ‘cage’. And I think we
are in a floating monster that Twolegs call a ‘boat’. They must have caught us
when we fell asleep, because I remember falling asleep soon after you.” 
I shook
my pelt, and I saw a Twoleg turn towards us, and made a strange cooing sound. I
hissed softly, my ears flattened and my wet pelt bristling. The Twoleg
continued what must be there way of talking, but I could only understand a few
words, ‘storm’, ‘take’, and ‘safe’. 
I snarled softly, “Obviously it’s a storm.” 
Pip meowed, “I think she is saying she’ll take us somewhere, away from this
storm, to somewhere safe. I don’t know where though.” I groaned, and I lie down
and fell asleep again. 
I woke up now in a cold, large ‘cage’, with bars in the
entrance. I stood up, and shook my dark cream pelt, then padded over to the
bars so I could look around.
I was in a large Twoleg nest, and I realized with a jolt
that this is what kittypets called the ‘vet’, but loners, rouges, and Clan cats
call them the ‘Cutter’. I noticed there was a bowl of kittypet food, if you
could even call it food, and another bowl of water. I took a few laps of the
water, which actually tasted better than I thought it would. I looked out of
the cage and saw more cats in other cages, lined along the sides of the wall. 
I
thought my heart would jump out of my chest when I saw Moss, Pip, Night, Ivy,
Spotty, and Hawk in the cages. 
“Hawk!” I yowled, “It’s me, Rose!” He looked up,
and his eyes widened in surprise. 
“Rose? You were caught too?” I nodded, and he
went on, “When the water washed around us, I got washed away from everyone, but
I found Night, Ivy, and Moss when I climbed up onto the roof of a Twoleg nest.
The Twolegs caught us; we tried to get away, but we couldn’t just dive into the
water, and the water was so high that it lapped at the top of the roof! So,
what happened to you?” 
I sighed, “I got swept away from everyone, but I found
Pip...” The young tom interrupted, “I nearly drowned!” I rolled my eyes, and then continued, “I had found a
piece of wood, and we floated on that for awhile. I fell asleep, and when we
woke up we had been in a smaller ‘cage’ than this, but still big enough for us
not to be squashed up against each other. I fell asleep again, and I woke up in
here.” 
Hawk nodded grimly, “Spotty said that she had somehow
grabbed onto a tree, and she floated right into a boat. The Twolegs caught her
easily, and she got taken here.” 
The older she-cat sighed, and she seemed deep
in thought, so I didn’t disturb her. A Twoleg walked into the room, and I
scrambled to the back of the cage, ears flat and pelt bristling. The Twoleg
walked up to my cage, made more of those odd cooing noises, and opened the cage
door. I felt like leaping at her and biting into her paw, but I didn’t. I
stayed in the corner of the cage, hissing softly. Hawk’s eyes narrowed as he
watched the Twoleg, who reached into my cage and grabbed the bowl of water that
was in my cage. She walked away, and at that moment I leapt out of the cage,
and landed on the floor, sliding to the other side of the room. Pip yowled his
encouragement, but the Twoleg howled, and I ran towards her, bit her, and ran
across the slippery floor. I looked back, seeing the Twoleg run after me. 
I saw
another Twoleg run into the room, closing the door behind him. I tried to stop,
but I skidded on the slippery, shiny floor, and I skidded right into the male
Twoleg. He grabbed me by the scruff, spitting and howling angrily, and threw me
back into my cage. He shut it loudly, and the cage made a clicking noise. Locked in again. I thought sadly. The
Twolegs walked out of the room, and shut the door, which made an eerie echoing
noise in the room. 
After a few minutes, Hawk meowed, “Are you ok, Rose? Did
they hurt you?” 
I replied, “I’m fine, but when the male Twoleg threw me into
the cage, I hit the wall, and now I’m sore. 
Hawk snarled, “We have to get out of here, before any of
us get dangerously injured.” He reminded me of my father, Finch, who was one of
the bravest cats I’ve known. I remember faintly of him telling stories when he
was younger and wandered the forest by himself to me and my three siblings,
Violet, Snow, and Blue. He died being hit by a monster, and I don’t like to
think about him too much; not that I hate him, but I just really miss him. 
Hawk was now thinking, sitting in the front of the cage,
his dark tabby tail curled around his large paws. Moss also seemed to be deep
in thought, her amber eyes narrowed slightly. “Yes, we have to get out of
here,” she murmured, “And, I might have an idea.”
== Chapter 3 ==
 
“Moss, are you sure this will work?” meowed Night warily,
“It’s risky.” 
Moss snorted, “Of course it’s risky! But we have to try it.” The
rest of us agreed, so we all began to meow as loudly as we could. 
I gave out a
loud, ear-splitting caterwaul once in awhile, hoping to actually annoy the
Twolegs. There was stomping, Twolegs yowling, and metal clanging. The door
opened, and a Twoleg stomped in, hissing and spitting. He refilled our bowls of
food and water, all of us still yowling. The Twoleg howled, threw my bowls into
the cage, and ran out of the room, without closing my door. 
Things were going
just as planned! I jumped out cautiously, and I bit into Pip’s cages door,
opening it slowly. 
“Yes!” squeaked Pip, as he leaped out. We quickly opened the
rest of the cages, and everyone crept slowly towards the big open door. 
Hawk
looked out, and then whispered, “Run!” 
We all ran as fast as we could, which was hard, since the
floor was so slippery. Twolegs hissed and howled in surprise, but we kept
running, until we saw an open door leading outside. I could hear Twolegs
chasing us, there back paws sounding like the rumbling of thunder. I ran faster
until I was running right next to Hawk. He looked at me with such a gaze I
nearly stopped in my tracks, but I knew I couldn’t, so I just kept on running
out of the open door. I sped to the Thunderpath, and began to dash along the
side of it. 
I was so glad that not many monsters were running down the
Thunderpath. I could hear through the blood roaring in my ears everyone else
behind me. I unsheathed my claws and dug them into the gravel so I could run
faster. My lungs were burning for air, but I kept running into I couldn’t hear
the Twolegs behind us, so I slowed down a bit. I was panting heavily, so I sat
down, my chest heaving. Everyone else sat down, gasping for breath.
After a minute, Moss meowed, “Is everyone here?” I looked
around, and I saw her, Hawk, Spotty, Night, and Ivy, but Pip was no where to be
seen. 
I replied, “Pip is gone!” Ivy gasped, and Night looked around wildly. 
The
white she-cat was already calling for her kit, while Hawk said, “Let’s split
up. Night, you, me, and Spotty look around here. Rose, you lead Ivy and Moss to
go look around the Cutter.” I nodded, and we dashed off. 
I slowed down when I could smell the pungent scent of the
Cutter, and then stopped at a bush very close to the Cutter. 
I whispered to the
two other she-cats, “Ok, I think I’ve found Pip’s scent trail. He must have run
into the woods when we ran out of the building. Follow me, and keep a look out
behind us. The Twolegs might be looking for us, and we don’t need to be caught
again.” Ivy and Moss nodded, and we set off slowly, and quietly. I could smell
Pip’s fear, but no Twoleg scent, which I was glad of. I picked up the pace, and
Pip’s scent got stronger and stronger. Ivy yowled, “Pip!” And she dashed away. 
Me and Moss ran after her, then we saw Pip, being licked by
his mother. Moss meowed, “We better get back to the others, before it gets
dark.” 
I nodded, and we began to pad back to Hawk, Spotty, and Night. When we
got there, Spotty ran up to greet us, and meowed happily, “You found him!” Ivy purred, “He was in the woods near the Cutter.” 
Hawk and Night walked up, and Hawk mewed, “Now that we’ve
found Pip, let’s go hunting.” 
Spotty looked surprised, and Hawk continued, "we should also set up a camp in the woods.” Without another word, he got up and
led the way into a grove of trees, I followed, and the rest trailed behind. I then remembered that Hawk used to be a Clan cat. 
His Clan, WoodClan, was destroyed by an illness, known as
yellowcough. Only Hawk and a few other cats survived, and the others died from
a fox attack. I’m so glad that Hawk didn’t wander by himself for long until me
and him found each other.
My father, Finch, had died not that long ago, and our Twoleg had abandoned me and my littermates. I had been wandering for a few moons, and I had become very skinny. Me and Hawk met each other at an old Carrionplace, which meant I was desperate for food. Because usually, who would want to eat this gross stuff? Infested with rats, full of crow-food… it makes my fur prickle just thinking about it. Anyways, I was coming around a big pile of old Twoleg junk, when he was just standing right there in front of me.
His deep green eyes looked into my blue ones in concern, and he had said, "Are you okay?" The first thing he said to me was him asking if I was ok. Now, I still feel touched by his deep care and concern for me.
==Trivia==
*Roseflower may meet up with her siblings later in the story
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