Vapor On The Sea

Vapor on the sea 



By BCEngine 

A young kit is abandoned by his mother, his belly full of milk.

He must open his eyes and walk on his own, through storms and burning sun.

He must seek the truth of his abandonment.

But when he arrives at SeaClan, a traitor hides among the cats.

The kit must expose this traitor and kill him, before he kills anyone else.

<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 20px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">''It will be rough. It will be painfull.''

<p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 20px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">But the truth must be revealed!

<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 17px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">Chapter 1
<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 17px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">The she-cat carried her newborn kit by the scruff of her neck. She searched rapidly for a place to set the kit. She ran around, spinning her head and looking around. Her fur was matted and burr-covered. She felt dizzy. ''Aha! ''She thought. A place to put the kit.

<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 17px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">She scrambled over to a tree, where she placed the kit. She just couldn't take care of him anymore. She had to run away, from her kits, her Clan, and her old life. She would become a loner, rogue, kittypet, or rejoin anoher Clan after the scent of her old Clan wore off. She didn't know why, but she had to.

<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 17px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">She licked her kit on the head. "I'm sorry," She whispered. "But I have to do this." She then promptly turned away from her mewling, squirming kit. No! She thought feverishly. ''It's not my kit anymore. ''The kit would either die or join another Clan, hopefully far away from her.

<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 17px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">The kit shivered. The cold ground gripped his skin, and after the cold there was a numbness. It seemed as if the ground was a void, an icy cold void in which there was no milk, no warmth, and no protection against the harsh wilderness in this time in Leaf-Fall.

<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 17px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">The kit's mewling turned into crying. Grey clouds blocked the warm sun and coated the sky like a wall. A chilly wind blew a few leaves lightly onto the kit, but that alone made him shiver deep, deep down into his bones.

<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 17px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">Suddenly, a loud CRACK split the sky. The kit's ears hadn't opened, but the thunder shook the kit as much as his shivering. And the void opened wider as the rain started to pour.

<span style="font-family: Lucidia handwriting; color: black; font-size: 17px; text-shadow: 2px 2px 2px white">More coming soon!

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