Broken Clan

Prolouge:
Estella crouched in the bushes. The cats from the ravine were out doing stuff again, and she wanted to figure out what it was about. A purple-gray tom about her age was crouching and slowly stalking forward, while an older brown she-cat watched critically. The tom's eat suddenly twitched, and he looked in her direction. She ducked lower, hoping he hadn't seen her. The stray cats who sometimes wandered in this area were never treated kindly, always ran out with bleeding wounds. Deciding that she was almost too obvious with her mainly black coat in the light green bushes, she decided to go somewhere else for the day. She turned and padded through the underbrush, heading for her secret place where she almost always spent her days. She slowed, seeing a bird just standing in the middle of the clearing. She dropped into a crouch, always one to get in practice for more skills. Slowly creeping forward... Just a bit farther and she would be in pouncing distance... Suddenly a squirrel chattered in a nearby tree and the bi Category:Literature
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